I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show
And the walls kept crumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds rolled over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost
Feel like you've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
We were caught up in lust
In all of our vices
And we were caught up in lust

In your pose as the dust
Set a mood around us
And the walls kept crumbling down
In the city that we love
Great clouds rolled over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing changed at all




And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before
How have I gonna be an optimist about this
How haven't change It all



How have I gonna be an optimist about this
Where do we begin
The rubble or our sins
Where do we begin
The rubble or our sins
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city that we loved
With clouds rolled over our heads
Breaking darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel
Like you've been here before
How am I gonna be
An optimist about this
How am I gonna be
An optimist about this
How am I gonna be
















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