To Rome Lyrics

Word splash

Colours all mismatched

Boomed highest from walls

Wrapped tightly around trains

5000 Windows stretched out with old age

Forms a slice of must see

Steels pictures just for me

Felt your shadow close

So close I swear it touched my heels

And I will hold my tongue

I won't speak of olden days

I won't speak of olden days

Aah aah ooh

Aah aah ooh

Carvings curved

Held high on teal thrones

Heads of hope watching crowds grow

Bring wishes my knee

I knew you were waiting

For the heat of the night

To strengthen my bones

When I was most alone

Felt your shadow close so close I swear it

It touched my heels

And I will hold my tongue

I won't speak of olden days

I won't speak of olden

Who are you kidding now?

Who are you kidding trynna

Sell new lands to your heart?

Trynna

Sell new lands to you heart

And I will

I will hold my tongue

I will hold my tongue

Won't speak of olden days

I don't wanna

Speak of golden days

Felt your shadow close so close I swear it

It touched my heels

And I will hold my tongue

I don't wanna speak of olden days

I don't wanna speak of golden days

I don't wanna speak of olden days

I don't wanna speak of golden days

I don't wanna

I don't wanna

I don't wanna

Aah aah ooh

Aah aah ooh

Aah aah ooh

Aah aah aaaah