The Age Of Rockets - What Story Down There Awaits Its End lyrics

A steady hand at dooms blank stare with voices calling you back to bed. Delancey Street trembles beneath as you rise to meet the day It's a long night wide awake with work in the morning and I'm Saving each word from certain d**h always look right, always turn left and I'm up to meet you there Cat got your tongue and left the rest got chased around like marionettes and i'm up to meet you there