City lights, dark steps in front of me
deaf from the past sound, was it you?
So many days forgotten between here
Today's gone waste, I let it be that way
don't care now wouldn't want to
getting so fast, so late...
Let 'em fade
empty pockets, hollow tomorrows
Tomorrow...we'll be gone.
Empty bottles drained the time
happiness at the end of a stick
sleeping concrete welcomes me
Fingers twist never to create
I regret the things we could of been
few fallen far from here...
Let 'em fade
empty pockets, hollow tomorrows
Tomorrow...we'll be gone.
I'll sleep in mirages,
you'll be here sometime
drift, drift...drift....