These Streets - Leons Massacre

When I grow old will we be still walking our streets

Singing hey this one’s on me

Thinking hey where have you been

When I grow old will we still follow our dreams

Holding on, on what we‘ve preached

Standing up for what we‘ve reached

Where’s your courage to

Be the hero from our daydreams in the past

When we were just following the clouds

Saying that’s what it’s all about

In our heads we see us roaming

And our thoughts still in the sky

Chasing everything that’s optimistic

Don’t even bother to ask me why

Weren’t you the one who kept our hopes

Now you are suffering, burying yourself in too deep

What’s with your dreams underneath your skin

Growing old doesn’t mean to give in

In the end it’s your feet that walk

On a path, as a stranger, with no one to talk

I cannot find you in this maze

You were not meant to stay there

What’s with the promise we’ve made

To get ourselves back out here

When I grow old will we be still walking our streets

Singing hey this ones on me

Thinking hey ya stay with me

Your silhuettes are falling apart

Into shards of paperdust

Black ink fainting into smoke

Whispering wheres your wanderlust

Becoming one with the walls

Sewn up eyes and silent calls

This stagnation from within

So distant worlds that we live in

Weren’t you the one who kept our hopes

Now you are suffering, burying yourself in too deep

What’s with your dreams underneath your skin

Growing old doesn’t mean to give in

In the end it’s your feet that walk

On a path, as a stranger, with no one to talk

Who’s gonna has to die to remind us

We are on the run where no one can find us

To find the destiny that we all believe in

Because time runs faster than we think

Frozen minds, no ideal’s to follow

When I grow old will we be still walking our streets

Singing, hey this one‘s me

Thinking, hey where have you been

When I grow old will we be still walking our streets

Singing, hey this was one‘s me

Thinking, hey where have you been