Empty City
Gentle Giant · I Lost My Head (The Chrysalis Years 1975-1980) [2012]
She knows the streets
where she walks,
never were paved with gold
can't return,
but won't dream till she's old.
leaving it soon behind
city so cold.
And everyday now so long,
how could she have been so wrong.
And as the morning comes,
shadows on her fall upon,
walking crowded the streets
she looked on,
packs her case
and tomorrow she's gone.
And everyday now so long,
how could she have been so wrong.
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(The interview, part 3)
(Interviewer: So, really, when come right down to it,
can you describe what kind of music you do play then?
What are you playing at?
What would you compare it to?
How would you express to people who've never heard it?)
where she walks,
never were paved with gold
can't return,
but won't dream till she's old.
leaving it soon behind
city so cold.
And everyday now so long,
how could she have been so wrong.
And as the morning comes,
shadows on her fall upon,
walking crowded the streets
she looked on,
packs her case
and tomorrow she's gone.
And everyday now so long,
how could she have been so wrong.
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(The interview, part 3)
(Interviewer: So, really, when come right down to it,
can you describe what kind of music you do play then?
What are you playing at?
What would you compare it to?
How would you express to people who've never heard it?)