Walk, and hide in your coat, the night will conceal you
From all those lies and withered times that once made you belong
To this city of hope, of hollow souls that rustle you
That everything is anything when nothing is your own
Hold on to your coat, the night will reveal you
That all the times that you have died won't bring back what is lost
To this city of ghosts, it will host you once again tonight
Every time is any time, never comes for all of us
Never comes for all of us
Holes, black threatening holes, there's a breach in your shell again
In outer space you bring the days when you could feel it all
Hopeless and cold, but helium fills your lungs tonight
Scream and crawl, break your bones and die to rise and watch
The city is no more, the night will possess you
The city lights will always shine a never-ending road
Now under your coat, you walk until the end of times
Every time is any time, never comes for all us
Never comes for all of us
Artist: Busy Signal
Artist: Solomon Burke