| [00:27.21] |
Church bells ringing; muted singing |
| [00:33.84] |
Carries our exuberence away |
| [00:41.43] |
Our friends have all but left us |
| [00:47.06] |
They departed many years ago |
| [00:58.98] |
And they won't come back |
| [01:03.44] |
They won't come back no more |
| [01:06.65] |
We're hungover in the City of Dust |
| [01:12.94] |
Let our hearts run 'round in circles |
| [01:16.28] |
While we fall apart |
| [01:19.99] |
We're hungover in the City of Dust |
| [01:26.19] |
Let our minds run 'round in circles while we figure it all out |
| [01:47.30] |
Insolent and out of character |
| [01:54.60] |
We've changed so much I barely recognise our formative lives |
| [02:08.16] |
Hidden deep, deep, deep underground |
| [02:19.20] |
And they won't come back |
| [02:23.48] |
They won't come back no more |
| [02:26.87] |
We're hungover in the City of Dust |
| [02:32.87] |
Let our hearts run 'round in circles |
| [02:36.25] |
While we fall apart |
| [02:39.98] |
We're hungover in the City of Dust |
| [02:46.25] |
Let our minds run 'round in circles while we figure it all out |
| [02:53.86] |
Feeling moody, dark, and heavy |
| [02:55.67] |
There's no feeling in my left arm |
| [02:57.73] |
Resonance is far away |
| [03:00.39] |
Try to complicate my thinking |
| [03:02.09] |
Am I falling, am I sinking |
| [03:04.14] |
Powder in my fingernails |
| [03:07.26] |
And the belt wrapped around |
| [03:08.74] |
My shrinking waist is having touble |
| [03:10.90] |
Tryin' to keep the damn things up |
| [03:13.72] |
Want to write a single letter |
| [03:15.41] |
Maybe then I'll feel much better |
| [03:17.68] |
Until then we'll float |
| [03:19.95] |
We're hungover, yeah we are... |
| [03:46.60] |
We're hungover in the City of Dust |
| [03:59.95] |
We're hungover in the City Dust |
| [04:06.16] |
So let our minds run 'round in circles |
| [04:10.00] |
While we figure it all out |
