Besedila: Newton Faulkner. This Town.

I should know by now. I should see some how. How to bring her round. How to breathe
I don't make a sound. Splinters hit the ground. Silence screams so loud. As she leaves

As the torch loight shines. Trough the heavy skies. Autumn waves her hand straight at me. See her world fall down
As the trees turn brown. As she drifts away and leaves

As the lights go down. She won't leave this town with me

There's more endless days. Heaven slips away. And I still see her face in broken dreams. Works are left too late
In our last embrace. Pushed until she breaks just like me

As the lights go down. She won't leave this town. She won't leave this town with me

Things I wish she'd say. Just to hear something. Left alone to a fate that we don't yet see
Then the moment fades. The sun turns to slate. Nothing stays the same. She will leave

As the lights go down. She won't leave this town. As the lights go down. She won't leave this town.
As the lights go down. She won't leave this town with me