Civil Twilight

We are the desperate ones Looking for the mark We are the lonely ones Left out here in the dark We bought our tickets but we Don't have a seat And now we're just slaves to the beat We are the tired ones Tired of too much sleep Tired of searching for

Civil Twilight - Letters from the sky One of these days the sky's gonna break and everything will escape and I'll know One of these days the mountains are gonna fall into the sea and they'll know That you and I were made for this I was made to taste

I ran my hands through my hair Looked behind me, There was no one there On the road from your house Steady walk, I kept praying But I don't know What I was saying I just kept moving Towards the sunrise [Chorus:] As much as I wanna be found As much as

You are my only escape You are the reason that I wait On the corner of this empty street Oh I just can't wait to meet There's so much a man can do And there's so much a man can say See I have done so many things wrong That you should've thrown me awa

You and I Riding down Broadway Looking for some action Two scattered souls In a scattered world Your hands on the wheel And your eyes Searching for cover But one look from you And it's over One look from you And I'm over I can't sleep With this heart

There's one way out and one way in Back to the beginning There's one way back to home again To where I feel forgiven What is this I feel, why is it so real What am I to say It's only love, it's only pain It's only fear, that run through my veins It's

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Love, love is a verb Love is a doing word I feel like the sun might give way Gentle implosions Wakes and makes me tired I feel this on my face Teardrops on your fire Burning in my heart, today Teardrops on your fire Burning away Teardrops in your fir

Cold lips, cold hands, Cold feet on the street There's no shelter from The heart's beat Faster and faster, The winds blow down from the north, Sweeping these streets Like ghosts on a march to war A march to war Outside, there's a silhouette, Changing