The city is a cemetery
Broken windows, sullen buildings
They cast shadows across the landscape
Like a thousand forgotten headstones
And your heart is like a dead bird
Victim of a hit and run
It's all feathers and blood and bone
Left on the roadside to rot and be reclaimed
By the concrete and the soil
Can't you see?
Death is not the greatest loss
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we're still alive
You didn't even take time to notice
The distinct lack of color in this pit of souls
Lives lost to the plague and this rat race
Victim of a hit and run
It's all feathers and blood and bone
Left on the roadside to rot and be reclaimed
By the concrete and the soil
Can't you see?
Death is not the greatest loss
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we're still alive
You didn't even take time to notice
The distinct lack of color in this pit of souls
Lives lost to the plague and this rat race
Death is not the greatest loss
Lives lost to the plague and this rat race
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