Ride with you tonight, I'll ride forever There's no way to predict this kind of weather Ashes fall to earth, words are severed Feathers turn to weighted iron pillars Midway Park Streetlights shine on a road that is dark Down on the graves Where we'll lie We'll lie We'll lie
Think of you tonight, I'll think forever There's no way to predict this kind of weather Ashes fall to earth, words are severed Feathers turn to broken beads and pillars
Midway Park Streetlights shine on a road that is dark Down on the graves We'll lie Where we'll lie We'll lie
Don't tell the truth, we'll lie Just lie Don't tell the truth Just lie