Letras:
City And Color

tend to believe that it's all for not and when the sun does set, all our souls will rot along with our flesh and our bones and our blood will seep into

gonna live, we're gonna live Like the rest. Through the black soulless water, And the cold lonely air. On the rock restless seas, The vessel in deep disrepair. And

do to me I'm the darkest hour Just before the dawn I'm slowly sinking Into the the slough of despond Like an old guitar Worn out and left behind I

side Saying things like ?Son life just ain?t that hard? He is the grand optimist, I am the world?s poor pessimist You give him burdens sometimes and he

the sky And nothing living had survived The mountains were merely removed from the earth Silver and gold had lost all its worth And everything I loved and

find a way to write my confession down. Seems every line I writes amiss, At least this I'll admit. I never hear that perfect sound. But then the judge walks and

: This highway's dark and empty. Just miles and miles of endless road. I've got a sickness pounding in my head. I'm at the mercy of the ghost. What

to living life miserable And here's to all the lovely stories that I've told Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow Every man needs a muse and mine

my life Someone come and someone come and save my life (save my life) Someone come and someone come and save my life (save my life) Someone come and someone come and