I was left to
my own devices
Many days fell
away with nothing
to show
And the walls kept
tumbling down
In the city
that we love
Great clouds roll
over the hills
Bringing darkness
from above
But if you
close your eyes
Does it almost
feel like
Nothing changed
at all
And if you
close your eyes
Does it almost
feel like
You’ve been
here before
How am I gonna be
an optimist
about this
How am I gonna be
an optimist
about this
We were caught up
and lost in
all of our vices
In your pose as
the dust settles
around us
And the walls
kept tumbling down
In the city
that we love
Great clouds roll
over the hills
Bringing darkness
from above
But if you
close your eyes
Does it almost
feel like
Nothing changed
at all
And if you close
your eyes
Does it almost
feel like
You’ve been
here before
How am I gonna be
an optimist a
bout this
How am I gonna be
an optimist
about this
Oh where do
we begin
The rubble or
our sins
Oh where do
we begin
The rubble or
our sins
And the walls kept
tumbling down
In the city
that we love
Great clouds roll
over the hills
Bringing darkness
from above
But if you
close your eyes
Does it almost
feel like
Nothing changed
at all
And if you
close your eyes
Does it almost
feel like
You’ve been
here before
How am I gonna be
an optimist
about this
How am I gonna be
an optimist
about this
But if you
close your eyes
Does it almost
feel like
Nothing changed
at all