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Dusty neon on the avenue,
Shadows leaning like they knew you,
Iron fence and a rusted gate,
Everything has its own expiration date,
We were kings of a cardboard floor,
Now there's nothing but a boarded door,
Can you hear the echo in the hall?,
Watching how the colors start to fall.
Back to the place where we used to go!
Under the rhythm, under the glow!
It's a syncopated heartbeat in the stone!
A king without a kingdom on a throne!
Oh, the place where we used to go!
Where the only thing we didn't know was no!
(Was no...)
Concrete cracks like a map of time,
(A map of time...)
Looking for a reason or a rhyme,
Footprints gone in the summer rain,
(In the summer rain...)
Leaving nothing but a silver stain,
We were dancing on the edge of the sky,
Never thought the well would ever run dry,
(Ever run dry...)
Now I'm standing where the music died,
With a pocket full of forgotten pride.
Back to the place where we used to go!
Under the rhythm, under the glow!
It's a syncopated heartbeat in the stone!
A king without a kingdom on a throne!
Oh, the place where we used to go!
Where the only thing we didn't know was no!
(Was no!)
Clock on the wall stopped moving at ten,
Won't ever see those golden days again,
Time is a thief with a master plan,
Taking the boy and leaving the man,
(Yeah, tell me where it went!)
(Where did it go?)
Back to the place where we used to go!
Under the rhythm, under the glow!
It's a syncopated heartbeat in the stone!
A king without a kingdom on a throne!
Oh, the place where we used to go!
Where the only thing we didn't know was no!
(Where we didn't know was no!)
No!
Just a heartbeat in the stone...
Just a heartbeat...
Where we used to go...
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