Conor Phelan - City Park

And the soft bells speak
As each peak marks the stain of your eyes
In disguise we can meet on the street
Or in the city park
And tonight we can roam free
Through the city my dear
Blurring and blinding the lights cower you in fear
And the times you told me to forget
Are the ones stuck inside of my head
Bleeding bodies, haunting memories
Will follow me into the
End
And the road that comes round again
I pretend to avenge
The rights that I've got left
I saw the look in your eyes
Despise or some other cry
And its phatic and cold
I can't get ahold of the changing tides
But there's something I can't be
A man or a fans spree
Along the road
We tremble and fold the clothes of those
We know can't survive
Alive the dead can't cry
And the soft bells speak
As each peak marks the stain of your eyes
In disguise we can meet on the street
Or in the city park
And tonight we can roam free
Through the city my dear
Blurring and blinding the lights cower you in fear

Written by:
Conor Phelan

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