Bastille

Things we lost to the flame
Things we'll never see again
All that we've amassed
Sits before us shattered into ash
These are the things
the things we lost
The things we lost in the
fire fire fire
These are the things
the things we lost
The things we lost in the
fire fire fire
We sat and made a list
Of all the things that we have
Down the backs of table tops
Ticket stubs and your diaries
I read them all one day
When loneliness came and
you were away
Oh they told me nothing new
But I love to read the
words you used
These are the things
the things we lost
The things we lost in the
fire fire fire
These are the things
the things we lost
The things we lost in the
fire fire fire
I was the match and
you were the rock
Maybe we started this fire
We sat apart and watched
All we had burned on the pyre
You said we were born
with nothing
And we sure as hell have
nothing now
You said we were born
with nothing
And we sure as hell have
nothing now
These are the things
the things we lost
The things we lost in
the fire fire fire
These are the things
the things we lost
The things we lost in
the fire fire fire
Do you understand
that we'll never be the same again
Do you understand
that we'll never be the same again
future's in our eyes
and we'll never be the same again
future's in our eyes
and we'll never be the same again
These are the things
the things we lost
The things we lost in
the fire fire fire
These are the things
the things we lost
The things we lost in
the fire fire fire
These are the things
the things we lost
The things we lost in
the fire fire fire
Flames they licked the walls
Tenderly they turned to
dust all that I adore

Oh I feel overjoyed
When you listen to my words
I see them sinking in
Oh I see them crawling
underneath your skin
Words are all we have
We'll be talking
We'll be talking
These words are all we have
We'll be talking
And I hear you calling in the
dead of night
I hear you calling in the
dead of night
You lean towards despair
Any given opportunity or dare
But what is there to gain
When you're always falling off
the fence that way
Words are all we have
We'll be talking
We'll be talking
These words are all we have
We'll be talking
And I hear you calling in the
dead of night
Oh I hear you calling in the
dead of night
Oh I hear you calling in the
dead of night
Oh I hear you calling in the
dead of night
And I hear you calling in the
dead of night
Oh I hear you calling in the
dead of night
And I hear you calling in the
dead of night
Oh I hear you calling in the
dead of night
Oh I feel overjoyed
When you listen to my words

Walking out into the dark
Cutting out a different path
Lead by your beating heart
All the people of the town
Cast their eyes
right to the ground
In matters of the heart
The night was all you had
You ran into the night
from all you had
Found yourself a path
upon the ground
You ran into the night
you can't be found
But this is your heart
Can you feel it Can you feel it
Pumps through your veins
Can you feel it Can you feel it
Summer evening breezes blew
Drawing voices deep from you
Lead by your beating heart
What a year and what a night
What terrifying final sights
Put out your beating heart
The night was all you had
You ran into the night
from all you had
Found yourself a path
upon the ground
You ran into the night
you can't be found
But this is your heart
Can you feel it Can you feel it
Pumps through your veins
Can you feel it Can you feel it
If you had your gun would you
shoot it at the sky why
To see where it would fall
will you come down at all
If you had your gun would you
shoot it at the sky why
To see where your bullet would
fall will you come down at all
This is your heart
Can you feel it Can you feel it
Pumps through your veins
Can you feel it Can you feel it
This is your racing heart
Can you feel it Can you feel it
Pumps through your veins
Can you feel it Can you feel it

How am I gonna get myself
back home
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
How am I gonna get myself
back home
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
We are the last people standing
At the end of the night
We are the greatest pretenders
In the cold morning light
This is just another night
And we've had many of them
To the morning we're cast out
But I know I'll land here again
How am I gonna get myself
back home
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
How am I gonna get myself
back home
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
There's a light in the bedroom
But it's dark
Scattered around on the floor
All my thoughts
This is just another night
And we've had many of them
To the morning we're cast out
But I know I'll land here again
How am I gonna get myself
back home
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
How am I gonna get myself
back home
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
The birds are mocking me
They call to be heard
The birds are mocking me
They curse my return
How am I gonna get myself
back home
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
How am I gonna get myself
back home
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
How am I gonna get myself
back home
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
How am I gonna get myself
back home
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
I'm Lost