Aireline How I Spent My Time In The City
these streets are cold,
and some things just cant be told
as i wait alone, but you know how that goes.
when everything becomes a blur to me,
chiors sing the street songs that i've come to know.
and the world is turning into the city today.
i spend my days traveling underground
in bright subways until the sun goes down.
i spend my nights growing flowers by candlelight
in dark hotels until the sun comes up and we go for a walk.so we can talk,
or we can say nothing at all.
lets go for a drive. they'll never find us alive if we say nothing,
cause the world is turning into the city
sometimes i wonder if i will ever leave the city.
sometimes the air is very hard to breathe in the city.
while all the ghosts are marching in the streets,
i make the same mistakes. please forgive me.
your simple toys remind my of the noise
that i once heard of motor cars and crashing birds.
i stand alone remembering my home
and where we'll go when all these buildings turn to stone.
this is how i spent my time in the city
