Oh, how I wish I could drag you down here, Pull these feet far from the ground Cause this, this city ain´t no friend of mine Ain´t no friend.
All I can do When the tracks stop at the final destination Is just push on through, The weariness and silences of such a crowded situation here.
All I can do When every brick, every bar, every elegance I see, I see her face, Is just push on, just push on through, These embers of memories that float from the fire, from the fire of this place.
So don´t give up on me now, Oh these legs that´ll walk me home.
Because it´s only concrete and cars, It´s only sirens and missing stars,
It´s only whiskey and disregard In the smallest hours here, when I feel alone.
All I can do When these lights, they haunt me like orchids in a graveyard, Is just just push on, just push on through These faces of dust and stone, The dirt and bone of loss.
So don´t give up on me now, Oh these legs that´ll walk me home.
Because it´s only concrete and cars, It´s only sirens and missing stars, It´s only whiskey and disregard In the smallest hours here, when I feel alone.
And I hope, Paris is as beautiful as I´ve been told And that everything you do is galvanized in gold.