Rehearse the memories and practice all the lines.
|
Play it one last time and then erase the tapes.
|
And I wonder: could you ever feel the way you did before?
|
All the same skin and the same fingers are there.
|
|
And it's the hardest thing to live here with your ghost.
|
|
Burn it down.
|
Darling it's too late.
|
We've danced around this flame too long.
|
We cant be saved.
|
|
I trace your silhouette across the sky with signal flares and smoke.
|
Listen as the tanks roll in to wipe away the past six years.
|
So sound the air raid sirens, barricade the doors.
|
Tell me what is left when all our hope is lost.
|
|
Burn the city down.
|
|
-----------------
|
Barricade The Doors
|
| Adair |
