Day Four of Five - You Were Such A Saint In A Cruel City | Текст песни

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• Day Four of Five
• You Were Such A Saint In A Cruel City

silent screams, cut open nights
stitched chores that felt of sand
for i am sure you would be lost in my mind eventually.

if i could block out that month i would,
faster than i forced my love into you.

we held hands around ideals
it's a shame we're not on the level we were on before.
i wish you could feel the same way.
i held too close but i let you go.
what did i know?

again caught up in the cold
so unresolved.
the shores could feel our fears.
and i'll march towards the days short of
what could have been.

you were right the first time.

crashed at dawn.
felt the pavement.
the curb is different from what i got used to.
you hung up on the comfort that got you through
you chose to be altered by the influence that'll damage you.
the people start to rally,
the alleys start to decorate themselves.
disappointments dawn.
but you were always such a saint in a cruel city
and i was one of your demons.

i never thought that i'd lose you.
but i lost you.