Buying Back the Hours lyrics

The concrete wears the salt of every day Where the hunger shadows turn to shades of gray We trade the heavy dead for a lighter step In the pockets of the silence that the city kept Forget the empty cupboards and the broken door When there's a different rhythm knocking on the floor So spin me around the static till the world is bright So bright, buying back the hours from the middle of the night No 'cause for the feeling It's a gift of the street where the bitter and the sweet and the heavy heartbeat Yeah, we're living for the boom Living for the base with a temporary smile on a tired dusty face Dusty face, the neon higher cracks inside the wall We're standing tall enough to never feel the fall The dust is on our shoes, but the spirit's clean Finding beauty in the spaces in between A temporary heaven for the common man Escaping all the logic and the master plan So spin me around the static till the world is bright We're buying back the hours from the middle of the night No cars for the feeling, it's a gift of the street Where the bitter and the sweet and the heavy heartbeat Yeah, we're living for the boom, living for the b With a temporary smile on a tired dusty face Dusty face, yeah, just for tonight, we're flying free, ignoring the ground Just you and me