Marcus Foster - Shadows of the city (live) | Текст песни

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Oh the streets bleeding out for a real dream
That's not filled with unmarked bills
When the moon turns its back to let off steam
You're faced with a cold chill
There's a bird at the window
smoke in its eye, singing off key
There's a wonded girl
With her heart shaped shoe in the shadows
In the shadows, in the shadows of the city
In the shadows of the city
well the trains are half empty with faces
That try to break off their chains
Bound by the sound of the screaming down
That is all their name
There's a madman throwing stones at the streetlight
Coming though a torn out shade
There's a small river by the fallen tree in the shadows
In the shadows, in the shadows of the city
In the shadows of the city
You can feel the air breathing down your neck
Like a ghost standing by your side
Flashing white teeth by the silent road
He's looking for a place to hide
Rain cold woman with a knife in her hand
And a shovel on the grassy ground
Catch a left eye, you can hear the sound of the shadows
In the shadows, in the shadows of the city
In the shadows of the city
Yeahhh, in the shadows