The Airborne Toxic Event
Chains
Midnight
I stare out the window from my room
I hear the dogs, it’s going to be dawn soon
I wonder where you are
In my mind’s eye
I’m floating alone in the night sky
The treetops, the buildings beneath me
I feel my heart beating
So I try to find anything
To kill the time, to quiet my mind
There’s got to be something
There’s got to be someone
Else still awake, in this city I can’t take
Another night, and I can’t stay
I’ve got to break, to break, to break
These chains away
The bars close
We stumble around through the echoes
Hiding our past in some old clothes
Like it’s some dirty secret
And I see your face in the passing light
It’s no good tonight
I’m tired of putting up this fight
There’s got to be somewhere
There’s got to be someone
Else still awake, in this city I can’t take
Another night, and I can’t stay
I’ve got to break, to break, to break
These chains away
They lean into the wind
Riding on nerves and choking engines
Built for a time now fifty years gone
I can hear them whispering at the dawn
When I’m alone in this cell
With ten thousand words and nowhere to go
And I wish you could know
How much I still need you
The spell of this town
The graves on the hill lit up like a crown
The names on the signs, I can’t even say
How to break, to break, to break these chains away
Sometimes I feel the pain at the heart of this ember
All these ashes I choke on
Does anyone remember where we came from?
Why we came to a place with no center
And no edge, and no end?