The sun is going down now
Wildlife comes to run the town
Allston has singing whores
Brighton's got no troubadours
I am a stranger here
All I see is minor mimicry
I'll never be on their side
Beyond the wall to lose my mind
Following the faces now
See them run down to the corner pub
We're on the bill and we aim to kill
Every fool and fake until we're done
I've got my axe to grind
I've seen this red so many times
But will the sound fall on deaf ears once more
Can it be the time has come for them to know
The city soon will know my name
And maybe I'll forget I felt the pain
On this twist and tumble journey through the dark
Come on and tell me story
Paint a pretty picture
All your best lines
The verses of your scripture
And do you know where winners lie
At the end of the night?
You're just Speaking in Tongues
I'm Down in the Groove
You're treading the water
I'm diving for gold
Blood on the stage
Broken strings on your guitar
Never knew your name
I only know
How far