Pale dust from the moon
The sun might crush it soon, it's too soon
Fallin through the cracks again
Is it getting near the end
Don't you walk away
Don't you...
Sleep. I'm losing the fight
A park bench
Will be my bed tonight
Lay my head on wood and stone
Hear the quiet city moan
Don't you walk away
Don't you...
Falling through the cracks again
Is it getting near the end
Writer(s): Cameron Andrew Mcvey, Michael Mark Power, Jonathan Sharp, Youssou N'dour
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