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The click and the grind Against my life and my time Another year added to the line A turn round the sun Holding hands and a gun I hear what i told you Be told to me A sweet kiss is blessed On my cold broken nights I need a siren to sing a song One foot in the grave The other in sturdy shoes And though the concrete cracks I still call this my home My broken wrist watch is Right two times a day I can't say that for anything else I build my castles Big to see from space I find myself looking up with no-one to see There's no fierce beast or fate to predict I am a street knight alone in the night I stumble the steps losing my feet i am nowhere From Letras Mania