the light that flickers,
through these glasses
shines on these bodies
the music that plays in our old corners
upbeat and happy
people dancing and kissing
clinging for a desire to live
the smoke that escapes up high
breath left with traces of blood
and here I stand watching
the city is dead
cheap wine and fake people
flooded like an ocean of madness
the cool, the good-looking, and the lovely
here I stand, being sad, indecent and lonely
the man who lived in this city left long ago
the people we used to know
used to know
the girl used to walk by my side
she turned the corner long ago
the roads where shades warmed out head and heated our kisses
the houses where I had your head leaning on mine
demolished and burns
where in this city
are our hearts?
where in this city
do traces of our soul untouched?
each time I try coming back
I am reminded of the time that passed
while I hold onto memories of you to live
this day speaks to me
without you, the city is no longer alive
if only you knew
the way I can no longer feel
if only you could see me now
with my heart beating but my mind weeping
if only you could say my name
and take all this pain away
because no other words would do
and nobody else would be able to