Cities Carved In Stone Lyrics - The Gathering Wilderness - Primordial

I lost my self, in those streets 

A passenger of foreign tongue 

The sun sets, in the same language 

And rises just the same 

There was no grand design 

To get to this point 

No absolutes, no given truths 

We were not carved in stone 

She sent the sun to heal me 

She sent the moon to guide me 

And when the words failed me 

So she lay beside me 

Sometimes I get to thinking of the past 

When I've had more than a drink or two 

Who knows where the days go 

And would you ever want them back