Februarys, The - Blue Harvest текст песни

Must have driven pash Oh, One thousand times before
Noticed it with pain, my home has an eyesore
Oh wait for me
If you wanna see the difference

You said you would not leave this town
Where are you now?

The buildings grow much taller
Under black sky
Saw the levels rise as the trees were all cut down
Traffic jams increased and the mayor turned up frowns