A19

A footbridge calls out, dull metal moans as we clamber over Paint is repelled and bronze grips hard I can't touch such an ugly surface 250 miles away, you need money to spread your wings Each town must bear a name A lasting testament to organization Sobbing and sighing The scales are falling from your eyes Green metal grows, towers toppling They tore it down before I took my picture A19 I can't settle down The same attitude engulfs this country My only aspirations were those held on an A4 printout But those words weren't in my repertoire You can't cling to a reputation Sobbing and Sighing The scales are falling from your eyes Tossing and Turning The truth should come as no surprise A continent could fall tonight And it would have no impact on our lives It's okay to love the way that something looks Just be sure beneath it something hooks Sobbing and Sighing The scales are falling from your eyes Tossing and Turning The truth should come as no surprise A continent could fall tonight And it would have no impact on our lives It's okay to love the way that something looks Just be sure beneath it something hooks