Sad City from Collision Theory by Eat the Apple with Scott Colburn

Forget your name.
There are no names.
This is a never-ending stream of winding tales pushing into ruined buildings.
Broken hearts.
Drink the warm story waters and you’re starting to steam.
Complicating the mix.
And brewing trouble.

Black smoke, broken hearts, even though the skies are blue
North of night and heart of blue, brewing under sea of you.
Standing by a mournful sea a never-ending stream of trouble (repeat)
My smoky sadness is starting to steam.

I have forgotten your name.
You have forgotten my name.
You have forgotten your name.
I have forgotten my name.

Ah ah….

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