City With No Children
- Arcade Fire (2010)You are listening to the song City With No Children by Arcade Fire, in album The Suburbs. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
The summer that I broke my arm
I waited for your letter
I have no feeling for you now
Now that I know you better.
I wish that I could have loved you then
Before our age was through
And before a world war does with us whatever it will do.
Dreamt I drove home to Houston
On a highway that was underground
There was no light that we could see
As we listened to the sound
Of the engine failing.
I feel like I've been living in
A city with no children in it
A garden left for ruin by a millionaire inside of a private prison.
You never trust a millionaire quoting the sermon on the mount
I used to think I was not like them but I'm beginning to have my doubts
My doubts about it.
When you're hiding underground
The rain can't get you wet
But do you think your righteousness could pay the interest on your debt?
I have my doubts about it.
I feel like I've been living in
A city with no children in it
A garden left for ruin by a millionaire inside of a private prison.
I feel like I've been living in
A city with no children in it
A garden left for ruin by and by as I hide inside of my private prison.
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