Parlour Steps What The Lonely Say
One day I'm going to leave this city
And you can follow me
Find the places without city lights
Wherever that be
You tell me we're living half asleep
Loving in and out of a dream
If our past is the cloth
Our future's the seam
Am I reaching you?
We're growing so very fast
Are you reaching me?
With everyone as their own broadcast
One day you're going to leave this shell and
Wander in and out of the day
A ghost of forgotten guilt and forgotten pain
It's what the lonely say
You tell me we're living the life of the meek
Buying into clouds of steam
If our ego's the cloth
Our folly's the seam
