The city's sleeping in a hazy glow And I'm just watching all the strangers go They're rushing past the ghosts of what they know And leaving footprints in the silent snow. And I’m just trying to make sense of the sound That echoes softly from the burial ground Where all the lovers lost, their crowns unbound Are just another shadow on the lonely town. The morning's coming like a bitter friend Whose only purpose is to see the end Of all the stories that we can't pretend Won't one day crumble like a house of sand. And all the preachers with their worn-out pleas Are just a footnote in the coming breeze That whispers secrets to the dying trees About the kingdoms we brought to their knees. So come and find me by the wishing well Where all the broken futures softly fell And maybe we can hear the final bell And learn to love the stories they won't tell. Where all the lovers lost, their crowns unbound... Are just another shadow on the lonely town....
