كلمات The Marching Line

Boots on concrete Don't slip on the leaves Smile at the strangers Won't know what you mean Clouds like cathedrals Night hits the sea And I walk to the high light Ships gonna take me at midnight Storms sounding out like an overture It's time to join the marching line Take back your list You don't know what love is like; a bullet in the chest And I never say yes Never known a day without a quiet regret So I walk to the high light Ships gonna take me at midnight Storms sounding out like an overture It's time to join the marching line; leave it all behind, and join the marching line And there's no captain who calls "what's your name?" An army of one It's just me and a drum Do you know a love like a bullet in the chest? Ships on grey seas Waves keep the time like my heartbeat It's an overture It's time to join the marching line, leave it all behind and join the marching line Fortune tellers, fortune still hurts