[ti:Leave this city]
[ar:The Sundays]
[al:Static & Silence]

[00:01.38]gone forever, the writing on the wall
[00:07.47]they』ve boarded-up the cinema
[00:13.87]strawberry dreams and the dust-filled beams
[00:21.86]shut down in a modern town
[00:25.83]
[00:27.01]see you walking, see you talking
[00:37.55]
[00:39.32]recollection on streets you used to know
[00:45.46]forgotten pleasure smoulder
[00:51.65]images fade but the town won』t let them go
[00:58.34]
[01:00.25]sleep walking, see you talking
[01:10.33]feel the city inside you
[01:22.18](ooh) leave this city behind you
[01:28.34]
[01:36.61]drive wherever the roads will take you to
[01:42.31]down beside a river frozen brown
[01:49.01]January days and their scarecrow trees
[01:54.00]so cold - feel your ears burn
[01:59.31]
[02:01.79]see you walking, see you talking
[02:13.63]feel the city inside you
[02:25.49](ooh) leave this city behind you
[02:36.80]
[03:05.41]past and present
[03:07.30]they converge on every side
[03:10.50]the wires all get tangled
[03:13.06]when now and then collide
[03:17.70]bittersweet taste of a time and another place before
[03:23.01]
[03:25.77]sleep walking, see you talking
[03:36.08]feel the city inside you
[03:47.86](ooh) feel this city define you
[04:00.53](yeah) leave this city behind you
[04:06.81]By 漆月