Yeah...
Thinking back on how it started
Late night on the pavement,
counting up the cost
Every path we chose had a brother that we lost
Heavy rain falling on a concrete stage
Trying to write a future on a torn-up page
Raincoats high, hiding from the cold wind
Wondering where the real life is supposed to begin
Cold streets, warm hearts turned to stone
Walking through the crowd but we're standing all alone
We chase the light but the dark holds tight
Just another struggle in the middle of the night
(holds tight...
yeah)
Saw my reflection in a puddle on the street
Haven't had a proper night of sleep in weeks
Bills piling up while the pressure starts to mount
Hard to keep on moving when the steps are hard to count
But we push through the shadow,
looking for a break
Learning from the heavy-handed choices that we make
Cold streets, warm hearts turned to stone
Walking through the crowd but we're standing all alone
We chase the light but the dark holds tight
Just another struggle in the middle of the night
(middle of the night)
Just another night...
(just another night) Walking home alone...