Romance is dead in the night
Your feet are pointed backwards
And beneath your ears, drunken in my words
I feel like I'm your shadow.
Roll back the camera and try
To spend the night all over
Stand still and dry the stains
That color your blackened mind
The weak have come alive, they sit on the shoreline
And hold their hands in the night
The weak have come alive, now they dance on the shoreline
Their feet are passing on by.
I'm wandering round the city, speaking to myself
In an heartache I found my goal
I think about you, do you dream about me?
As I walk through the darkness of the night
All my things are gathered now
You had them shipped away
All my things have been counted now
You had them carried away
They say your home is where your heart is,
but my home is in my heart
As I stand on the terrace of nothing
Guilty of despair, like sons of the earth
But I ain't no one to fear
The weak have come alive, they sit on the shoreline
And hold their hands in the night
The weak have come alive, now they dance on the shoreline
Their feet are passing on by

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