

Rainwater pools in the cracks of the stone
We walk through the avenues
feeling alone
Windows are dark but the asphalt is bright
Guiding us forward
into the deep
night
These cold concrete lanes know my name (know my name) Every corner
we turn is the same
Searching for warmth in the breeze
Lost in the quiet of the city streets
Steam from the grates rises up to the sky
Under the bridges where old memories lie
Nobody's watching the clock turn around
We find our peace in the weight of the sound
These cold concrete lanes know my name (know my name) Every corner
we turn is the same
Searching for warmth in the breeze
Lost in the quiet of the city streets
Lost in the quiet
(so quiet now)