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I was Fleft to my Cown deviAmces G Many Fdays fell Caway with nAmothing to sGhow
And the Fwalls kept tumbling dCown In the city we lAmove G Great Fclouds roll over the Chills Bringing darkness from Amabove G
But if you close your Feyes, Does it almoCst feels like NotAmhing changed at aGll And if you close your eFyes, Does it almostC feels like AmYou've been here beGfore?
FOh, how ma gonna be an Coptimist about thGis? FOh, how ma gonna be an Coptimist about tGhis?
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices In your pose as the dust settled around us And the walls kept tumbling down In the city we love Great clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes, Does it almost feels like Nothing changed at all And if you close your eyes, Does it almost feels like You've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? Oh where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? Oh where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Great clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes, Does it almost feels like Nothing changed at all And if you close your eyes, Does it almost feels like You've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? But if you close your eyes, Does it almost feels like Nothing changed at all