Silent Cities Lyrics

Dreams fall in silent cities

As ghost trains roll on underground

Steel and glass shells of the former era

Still reaching for the sky

The masses go on in wonder looking through the windows

As they try to breathe inside

The fragility of souls fogging up the view

As capitalism loses its way on vacant gentrified streets

The scraps of yesterday collecting in the breeze

And somewhere an artist screams

But they were always looking for societal shift

Oh, but not in this way, no not quite like this

The future's being carried by a weary sailor

Riding on an empty wind

Dreams fall in silent cities among a myriad of abandoned sounds

The light of a new era shines on

Dreams fall in silent cities

As ghost trains roll on underground

Underground

Underground

Underground

Underground

Underground