Streets Of Glory

There's no angels left in this scene We both landed somewhere in between You can't teach 'cause you'll never learn There's nothing left There's no return The more you talk the less it means What I want's not what I need While we're flesh and blood I still bleed I know you're bad for me But maybe on the streets of glory I see you on the streets of glory It may hurt to leave but it's worse to hold your hand The shattered glass it falls upon places where you stand I will be your memento mori While you hide behind your made up story The more you talk the less it means What I want's not what I need While we're flesh and blood and I still bleed I know you're bad for me But maybe on the streets of glory I see you on the streets of glory Maybe one day I see you on those streets All those glittering streets Streets of glory And you'll take my hand Take me down to the river Wash my sins away And you come with me Won't you take my hand Meet me on the streets of glory See you on the streets of glory