Standing outside in the cigarette heat
Trying to find myself a place to sleep
So in the morning I can finally meet you downtown
Royal is a lonesome street
Full of watery memories
And you say you've got a ghost for me to track down
But I don't know if I can do this anymore
Digging up the haunts of your civil wars
Something you don't want to see
Creates a better side of me
But I know you're not one to repeat dangers
Please tell me what you believe
Empty what's filling up your sleeves
We don't have time to play as if we're strangers
Now I'm asking what I'm doing all this for
Covering the lies of your civil wars
Just help me - fill up my flask
I've done everything now that you've asked
I just need a drink to help me through this
I've filtered fragments of the past
And found those sounds were bound to last
I guess we're not the first to try to do this
At least I'm not hearing voices anymore
Leaving what I've found of your civil wars