Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bury everything you own
On a hill in Peckham Rye
Say a prayer for those you've known
As tracer fires cross the sky
[Verse 2]
Heaven of abandoned stars
River running black and red
Fight your way through crowds and cars
As rockets flower over head
[Verse 3]
Meet me in the dust cloud
As the towers topple over ground
We can be ghosts now
We don't ever have to make a sound
[Verse 4]
Meet me in the white light
As the city slowly lifts away
We can be a ghost now
With the memory of another day
[Verse 5]
Meet me in the white light
In the white light now
Meet me in the white light
In the white light now
Written by: Alexandra Denton, Cyrus Shahrad
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