directed by jesse john jenkins
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i was left to my own devices
many days fell away with nothing to show
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and the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
but if you close your eyes
does it almost feel like nothing changed at all
and if you close your eyes
does it almost feel like you’ve been here before
how am i going to be an optimist about this
how am i going to be an optimist about this
we were caught up and lost in all of our vices
in your pose as the dust settled around us
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and the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
but if you close your eyes
does it almost feel like nothing changed at all
and if you close your eyes
does it almost feel like you’ve been here before
how am i going to be an optimist about this
how am i going to be an optimist about this
oh where do we begin the rubble or our sins
oh where do we begin the rubble or our sins
pre
and the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
oh where do we begin the rubble or our sins
grey clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
oh where do we begin the rubble or our sins
but if you close your eyes
does it almost feel like nothing changed at all
and if you close your eyes
does it almost feel like you’ve been here before
how am i going to be an optimist about this
how am i going to be an optimist about this
if you close your eyes
does it almost feel like nothing changed at all
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Artist: Bastille
Year: 2013
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 175