Letras
The velvet curtains are faded
Turned to a dusty wine
I'm still waiting for a telegram
That's lost somewhere in time
We were the kings of the midnight
We were the lords of the street
Now I'm just tracing the rhythm
Of a heart that skipped a beat
Remember the silver mornings
And the cold wind in your hair
There was a time when the magic
Was hanging in the air
Now the bottle is empty
And the fire's gone to gray
Just a ghost of a lover
In a house where no one stays
Oh, give me that broken glass serenade
One more time
I'm climbing up the mountain
Just to see the world decline
It's a bittersweet thunder
It's a nostalgic crime
Trying to find the rhythm
In the wreckage of the time
The record is scratching
On a song we used to know
We're just two shadows
With nowhere left to go
I see the sunrise coming
But I'm looking for the night
Still fighting for a feeling
That we lost in the light
Oh, give me that broken glass serenade
One more time
I'm climbing up the mountain
Just to see the world decline
It's a bittersweet thunder
It's a nostalgic crime
Trying to find the rhythm
In the wreckage of the time
Take me home
Lord, it's a long way
And one more drink
Yeah