Below the Avenues - Thieving Irons

The lights are busted and so the movie goes silent

One thousand birds, Egyptian and science

It’s this slow descent keeping me quiet

I never thought I’d be here in this silence

On Paris time while London wails

Sun drenched skies give me hail

Staying up seems to make me late

Wake me up from these neutral days

Golden age of time moves on…

Golden age of time moves on…

Below the avenues long live the shadows where we once danced

Gone are the vampires buried by miles in black sand

Then the stars fall like doves

This golden age of time moves on

The stars fall like doves

This golden age of time moves on

Touched with fire

Touched with fire

Fire

Below the avenues gone are the sultans from the badlands

Long live the history in the glass grains of these modern sands

This slow moving glacier carves the easy way inland

Time wave zero meets the Golden age as we slow down to move in

Move in

Touched with fire