Burn Alone

we buried our beating hearts in sordid soil of this urban wasteland while the acid rain burnt holes in them quickly one hundred factories blew sick green clouds out and you took me by the hand through forests of chimneys breathing deeply diving in cities of decay and filthiness there's no need for futile words to speak our countless phobias are just burlesque of pain dazed we walk down the streets of distant memories through days so bleak and wish naively that we could run away staring into the howling voids of desolate warehouses makes our minds hurt that's why we ramble along the cold rails and dream about sea air instead of smoke and dream about concrete jungles that burn burn burn burn alone in their sinful ways