Detachments The Promenade
As I walk through the fallen eyes
I ask myself
Am I really here?
I'm not sure
I am gone away
We were local before
Till we're not here anyway
A secret you're not sure
You gotta let me know
You gotta let me
You gotta let me know
You gotta let me
As I walk through the fallen eyes
I hurt more
Hard to be alone out here
Without you
The certain son
Hall of eyes
I used to live out here
Now I'm on the run
You gotta let me know
You gotta let me
You gotta let me know
You gotta let me
I'll wait for you on the promenades
You'll wait for me on the promenades
I'll wait for you on the promenades
You'll wait for me on the promenades
Dreams can't come through you
Dreams can't come true
