This town's full
Of cobble streets and
Of waifs and strays
Of corners and of allies
And shadows of old people
Oh the silence speaks in volume here
This town's full of streets
Where dreams go to die
And I've seen so many fires burn out
If we can't go on
To live like we're young
Need to get out before we run out of time
There's a place
In my mind where
I've seemed to have changed
Need something to hold on to
Before I'm letting go
Cause I've lost track of all the faith I used to hold
But nothing will change
Yet never the same
In this misadventure don't know where I belong
This town's full of streets
Where dreams go to die
And I've seen so many fires burn out
If we can't go on
To live like we're young
Need to get out before we run out of time
This town's full of streets
Where dreams go to die
And I've seen so many fires burn out
If we can't go on
To live like we're young
Need to get out before we run out of time