Streets of Glory

There’s no angels left in this scene
We both landed somewhere
In between
You can’t teach cause you’ll never
Learn
There’s nothing left, there’s no return

The more you talk the less it means
And what I want’s not what I need
While we’re flesh and blood and I
Still bleed
I know you’re bad for me
But maybe on the streets of glory
I’ll see you on the streets of glory

It may hurt to leave but it’s worse to
Hold your hand
The shattered glass it falls upon places
Where you stand
I will be your memento mori
While you hide behind all your made
Up stories

The more you talk the less it means
And what I want’s not what I need
While we’re flesh and blood and I
Still bleed
I know you’re bad for me
But maybe on the streets of glory
I’ll see you on the streets of glory

Maybe one day
I see you on those streets
All those glittering streets
Streets of glory
And you’ll take my hand
Take me down to the river
Wash my sins away
And you come with me
Won’t you take my hand

Meet me on the streets of glory
I’ll see you on the streets of glory