Sydney - Keegan Joyce

On the lamp-lit damp seats

Under muted city streets

See the ever problem murmured in the dark

And the lamps lit damp tears

That signed on worsening fears

Hands uncoupled, goodbyes set to part

The theatre on my left

Where potential love had met

Before your eyes reflect our sunset spot

Now the torture found our fun

See me rumble, spit and hum

'Cause this city reminds me of you

Anniversaries draw near

Still nothing crystal clear

Of a day that fucked a future and a past

Quickly draw on retrospect

Still nothing to suspect

A single scent sets me running fast

The restaurant on my right

Has potential pain inside

Before your eyes reflect our sunset spot

Now the torture found our fun

See my rumble, spit and hum

'Cause this city, it reminds me of you

Through a language that I learned

First implied, and then inferred

And the flash-flood memories, they rush on back

Watch the tables flip and turn

Set the future off to burn

The light, it flickers, glimpsing hope at best

Our dream house up in front

But our falling’s love a stunt

Where the never haves and never wills take place

Now the torture found our fun

I am pleading for that gun, oh, I am done

'Cause this city, it reminds me of you…