G.a.s. Drummers - Late Night Conversations lyrics

In the outskirts on a roof I watch the city mute And hide In this endless summer night I'm waiting for those late night calls Where we always proved Each other We kept hanging on Where we survived our cowardice And we overcame disgrace We'll wander witch a spray can And the same old words to paint Lost dogs of the working cla** Against the hourgla** Those records straightly spoke to us Learning about new countries in the globe We point our fingers To the non discovered – yet land... Where we survived our cowardice And we overcame disgrace We'll wander witch a spray can And the same old words to paint Because if we don't remember the past Then future broken Because present is stolen