I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing's changed at all
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
We were cut open lost in all of our vices
In your palms as the dust set all around us
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing's changed at all
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
Oh where do we begin
The rubble of our sins
Oh where do we begin
The rubble of our sins
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like nothing's changed at all
If you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like you've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this

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