So long, sweet city.
You’re breeding dangerous things.
Wild and beautiful, dangerous things.
My sweet city, where angels sleep.
I’ll be back again.
An ex lover, a moth, a flame.
I’ll always find my way.
Back to you.
They say you lose yourself here.
That the angels deceive.
I found a beautiful, wonderful dangerous thing.
Sweet city, you saved me.
Out of the depths of the mundane.
The fires of the past.
I fell straight in your path.
And you saved me.