Leave This City
The Sundays
Gone forever, the writing on the wall
They've boarded-up the cinema
Strawberry dreams and the dust-filled beams
Shut down in a modern town
See you walking, see you talking
Recollection on streets you used to know
Forgotten pleasure smoulder
Images fade but the town won't let them go
Sleepwalking, see you talking
Feel the city inside you
(Oh) leave this city behind you
Drive wherever the roads will take you to
Down beside a river frozen brown
January days and their scarecrow trees
So cold, feel your ears burn
See you walking, see you talking
Feel the city inside you
(Oh) leave this city behind you
Past and present
They converge on every side
The wires all get tangled
When now and then collide
Bittersweet taste of a time and another place before
Sleep walking, see you talking
Feel the city inside you
(Oh) feel this city define you
(Yeah) leave this city behind you
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