Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song These Streets, artist - Leons Massacre. Album song Illl, in the genre
Date of issue: 26.09.2019
Record label: Recordjet
Song language: English
These Streets |
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 |