Shadows run so mysterious
Silhouetted as they pirouette
Behind the stairs
That take them farther from home
17th street, Tenth Avenue
The ice age fell so just deal with it
Put your gloves in your pocket boy
Let's go to war
Light years from the parking lot I once played
And the bed last night where I laid
Open the curtains boy
It's time
Somewhere tomorrow's promise rings
Somewhere a Sunday choir sings
Somewhere is where I want to be
Time Square, it's a carnival
Were there lights?
I failed to notice
But twenty seven needles lay
In the cracks where I walk
For all the dreams and the saviors we once knew
All the flags we waved without a clue
Open the curtains boy
It's time
Somewhere tomorrow's promise rings
Somewhere a Sunday choir sings
Somewhere is where I want to be
In New Orleans lies the punishment
Distorted eyes look past the crime scene
Year after year
Waiting to be found
Writer(s): Aaron Sain, Frank Highland
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