It's the start of a bright new day as the light finds its way
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through the curtains at the end of my night.
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I'm alive in a city of dead people rising for work...
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And as they ride through the cycle, the machine revving up,
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I feel a little suicidal, just not high enough to jump.
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Oh who am I kidding now?
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My plan to die young, somehow is just a memory now.
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It's daylight in the city, "just hold me,"
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she said, "it's been a long night in the city, just hold me, hold me..."
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I had an old friend who said I should run
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like today is the last of my sick, sorry little life.
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As I stared into my own eyes in the mirror by my bed,
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that's when I realized nobody ever told me that, I'm just afraid of dying.
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She told me everything is gonna be all right - everything is gonna be just fine
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Daylight In The City
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