Dirty Old Town

I had a dream when I saw it was weak

But the changing of life seems to move me

Seasons of guide in a song on a time

Under things that are really confusing

Help me to find in your face in the crowd

Help me now, let me find my big giving

I tried and I'm trying but the thoughts keep inside

He can struck but my future is bending

Just a smile, just clampsys in fear

I need the touch of a hand

Fanting she's caught with the shadow of doubt

Too late for the law that I found

Dirty old town, what's your name what you're doing

Dirty old town, won't you leave them alone

Dirty old town, it's a shame what you're thinking

Don't give a hand, let it be

Dirty old town, can't you see in the future

Dirty old town, don't need in your name

Oh I hear songs you're telling the gods

Don't let the guide slip away, slip away

I wonder in man in a valley of flames

In a dream that's slowing unwending

The season of guide in a song with no rhyme

On a thought that is really unending

I found in your face and I found in your mind

And I dont really need my big giving

Too late for your souls and your stories untold

Turn the page for the pucks that's reading

Just a smile, just a clampsys in fear

No need for the touch of a hand

Fanting she's caught with the shadow of dawn

Too late for the lawn that you found

Dirty old town, what's your name what you're doing

Dirty old town, won't leave them alone

Dirty old town, it's a shame what you're thinking

Don't take a hand, let it be

Dirty old town, can't you see in the future

Dirty old town, don't need for your name

Oh I hear songs you're telling for gods

Don't let the guide slip away, slip away