Song | Cities |
Artist | Blackbird Raum |
Album | Purse-Seine |
I look down on the city | |
It's burning, It's burning | |
Everything's prettier at night | |
The flames are all leaping | |
they're eating the buildings | |
Orion laughs guerre à outrance | |
The stars are all twinkling | |
they're mirroring the dancing | |
of the flames as they reach towards the sky | |
I'm hoping and I'm praying for a better tomorrow | |
at least one that isn't so bright | |
The fire is growing, engulfing the city | |
the flames are warming my bones | |
the light is so bright that the stars are forgotten | |
the only god left is the moon | |
The people are crying, shouting, screaming they're dying | |
those living are left without homes | |
but their houses were built on the blood of some mother | |
another who is yet unknown | |
And I want to go down there and walk through the city | |
heat from my heart in those flames | |
I see someone standing, a stranger in shadows | |
I greet him, he calls out my name | |
I say "Ra we've succeeded, the city is defeated | |
we accomplished wherefor we came" | |
He says "Fool, don't you know that's the work of no mortal | |
the sun and the stars are to blame" | |
The fire has burned out, the embers are cooling | |
The ash falls, it looks just like snow | |
The children who survived and the ghosts of those who didn't | |
are playing like there's no tomorrow | |
In the center of the city, the old gods are gathered | |
to survey their new masterpiece | |
they discuss the pros and the cons of destruction | |
and welcome the newly deceased | |
and Orion's still laughing, he's holding his sides | |
as he rolls on the floor in the sky | |
as I realize that I'm not an immortal | |
the stranger in shadows appears at my side. |
I look down on the city | |
It' s burning, It' s burning | |
Everything' s prettier at night | |
The flames are all leaping | |
they' re eating the buildings | |
Orion laughs guerre à outrance | |
The stars are all twinkling | |
they' re mirroring the dancing | |
of the flames as they reach towards the sky | |
I' m hoping and I' m praying for a better tomorrow | |
at least one that isn' t so bright | |
The fire is growing, engulfing the city | |
the flames are warming my bones | |
the light is so bright that the stars are forgotten | |
the only god left is the moon | |
The people are crying, shouting, screaming they' re dying | |
those living are left without homes | |
but their houses were built on the blood of some mother | |
another who is yet unknown | |
And I want to go down there and walk through the city | |
heat from my heart in those flames | |
I see someone standing, a stranger in shadows | |
I greet him, he calls out my name | |
I say " Ra we' ve succeeded, the city is defeated | |
we accomplished wherefor we came" | |
He says " Fool, don' t you know that' s the work of no mortal | |
the sun and the stars are to blame" | |
The fire has burned out, the embers are cooling | |
The ash falls, it looks just like snow | |
The children who survived and the ghosts of those who didn' t | |
are playing like there' s no tomorrow | |
In the center of the city, the old gods are gathered | |
to survey their new masterpiece | |
they discuss the pros and the cons of destruction | |
and welcome the newly deceased | |
and Orion' s still laughing, he' s holding his sides | |
as he rolls on the floor in the sky | |
as I realize that I' m not an immortal | |
the stranger in shadows appears at my side. |