Letras
The shadow of the bottle is the only friend I see
Counting all the ghosts that are staring back at me
We had a fire in the basement, we had the world on a string
Now I'm just a broken bell that's forgotten how to ring
Remember the silver mornings and the sweat upon your skin
Before the ice started melting and the walls started closing in
The gold has turned to copper, the silk has turned to rust
And all our holy promises are blowing in the dust
Oh, take me back to the rhythm
Take me back to the heat, yeah yeah
I'm walking on the glass of a long and lonely street
It's a bittersweet fever, ooh
It's a nostalgic crime
Trying to find the sunlight in the wreckage of the time
The needle's digging deep into the marrow of the bone
The party's long over and I'm standing here alone
I don't want your mercy, I don't want your sign
Just one more hit of that 1970 state of mind
Oh, take me back to the rhythm, ooh
Take me back to the heat
Take me back now
I'm walking on the glass of a long and lonely street
It's a bittersweet fever, ooh
It's a nostalgic crime
Trying to find the sunlight in the wreckage of the time
It's so cold (Take me home)
And take me home (Take me home)
Take me home (Take me home)