London

Oh, how i wish i could drag you down here,

Pull these feet far from the ground

Because this, this city ain't no friend of mine

Ain't no friend.

All i can do

When the tracks stop at the final destination

Is just push on through,

The weariness and silences of such a crowded situation here.

All i can do

When every brick, every bar, every elegance i see, i see her face,

Is just push on, just push on through,

These embers of memories that float from the fire, from the fire of this place.

So don't give up on me now,

Oh these legs that'll walk me home.

Because it's only concrete and cars,

It's only sirens and missing stars,

It's only whiskey and disregard

In the smallest hours here, when i feel alone.

All i can do

When these lights, they haunt me like orchids in a graveyard,

Is just just push on, just push on through

These faces of dust and stone,

The dirt and bone of loss.

So don't give up on me now,

Oh these legs that'll walk me home.

Because it's only concrete and cars,

It's only sirens and missing stars,

It's only whiskey and disregard

In the smallest hours here, when i feel alone.

..And i hope, Paris is as beautiful as i've been told

And that everything you do is galvanised in gold.