Early birds flying home so high
Standing trees, brother in arms
Dying all in this town of strangers
Carbon streets on a rainy day
Carpets have leaked under my feet
The dawn is coming to my town of strangers
The storm comes and goes
And I keep walking, I keep walking
Rain drops shine like gold
My heart was stolen, heart was stolen
Children play in the dirt
Fences break under pressure of time
Lonely moon, stable to the grainers
Sleepy dogs, no one heard them bark
Broken chains in the midst of the past
Dawn is coming to my town of strangers
The storm comes and goes
And I keep walking, I keep walking
Rain drops shine like gold
My heart was stolen, heart was stolen
The storm comes and goes
And I keep walking, I keep walking
Rain drops shine like gold
My heart was stolen, heart was stolen
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