San Francisco Serenade Songtext / Lyric

We run like it kills us to stay

If judge, I'd be nothing 'till the day that I stopped you

He's tried as these things might seem to anyone else

I wrote them down to document



My wealth is you

My wealth is you



Excessive city we can't afford to stay

But home to the same somehow safe now we can afford to leave

Transformation and tragedy needs conclusion

Our world marches to drums of death



You're my rest

Stories will sleep

Say goodnight to them

And know it's ending






Slow my mind

Silence the truth

Take my broken hands

Watch the world remain



The stories read of hospitals and alcohol

And empty households

The bars were steamed in honesty

While your retreat

Resisted me



The buildings fail on everything and everyone

Fed incoherent

Our time is now

We'll be there



You're my death

I'm your disease

Together we will bleed

devotedly conceive



La la la la

La la la la



Take my broken hands

Watch it all ending

We watch it all ending