

{footsteps, distant sirens, lone clean
electric guitar chords, slow build} 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 {soaring brass
swells} 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
{rich horn crescendo} Lost in the quiet
(so quiet now) {guitar slowly fades out,
distant sirens fade, rain sounds}