Skyline

words & music by Brian E. Langston

You tell me the nights have always been this way
You tell me it’s not treason if you turn away your eyes
You tell yourself all these simple lies
So that you can make it through the night

You say:
There’s nothing wrong with the night
If you don’t see it hear it speak it
Under a shattered sky a smoking gun
There’s nothing wrong with the night
If you don’t love it live it believe it
Under a shattered sky it’s always been this way

You tell me the light is not your friend
You tell me it’s not a lie if you don’t speak it
You invent yourself a thousand reasons
So that you can make it through the night

You build yourself a castle
From the bones of the dead
A rampart from which to rule
Lord of a shadow kingdom
But the ghosts in your head
Circle and circle and circle
Vultures with victims’ eyes
They won’t let you sleep
They won’t let you weep

You tell me that your days are numbered
A clock’s ticking down and when it reaches zero
You tell me you’ll jump from the skyline
One last falling shadow trick of the mind

Because:
There’s nothing wrong with the night
If you don’t see it hear it speak it
Under a shattered sky a smoking gun
There’s nothing wrong with the night
If you don’t love it live it believe it
Under a shattered sky it’s always been this way