

(yeah) (mmm-hmm) Rain is falling on the fire escape
Another evening trying to find my shape
Watching tail-lights fade into the gray
Got a lot of things I never got to say
We trace the outlines of these avenues
Underneath the faded midnight blues
Trying to heal the parts we always lose (always lose)
Concrete corridors and heavy sighs
Seeking truth behind the painted lies
Every step is like a heavy toll
But we keep on searching for a piece of soul
We trace the outlines of these avenues
Underneath the faded midnight blues
Trying to heal the parts we always lose
(yeah, yeah)
Sometimes the silence is a heavy sound
(so heavy)
Looking for a anchor that can keep us on the ground
Just a memory in the concrete...