The one that was so beautiful I could count on you to make my life a little brighter I always thought you were built to last But I never saw anything fall apart so fast
To be a slave to your inhibitions Inventing excuses and proving the right to back up your condition But a soul like that ain't tied too tight And it's liable to scatter all over the night
Some people get old and die Great cities are built up and torn down But I see you're still alive Some people get old and die Great cities are built up and torn down
And history to go unrecorded And people not to be people People not to be people not to be