Walk Me To The Bridge (Live From Ancienne Belgique, Brussels)

Driving slowly to the bridge With nothing left that we can give We smile at this ugly world It never really suited you Old songs leave long shadows Makes you shut down all your emotions Money needs money, and slums need the poor Curled like an animal lying on the floor Curled like an animal lying on the floor So long my fatal friend I don't need this The sky's so clear, that different view I rarely dream unless it's true Confusion or master plan Deceived by the rest, you still have to run The roads never end, the motion starts Reality gives no romance Take me to the bridge had another meaning Singing it loud at the indie disco Singing it loud at the indie disco So long my fatal friend I don't mean this to end I re imagine the steps you took Still blinded by your intellect Walk me to the bridge Walk me to the bridge So long my fatal friend I don't need this Walk me to the bridge Walk me to the bridge So long my fatal friend I don't mean this to end I re imagine the steps you took Still blinded by your intellect