Durban Skies - Bastille

All that I’ve got to be thankful for

All that I’ve got to be thankful for

In the heat, try to love

These streets

In this town, it all went down

Our chromosomes in sepia tones

In my mind

In my mind

Where you led your lives before

From our small island, brought right back

To these shores, to these shores

To these shores

It’s alive, it’s alive

When I see it through your eyes

It’s alive, it’s alive

Now I understand your lives

When you take me there

You show me the city;

I see it through your eyes

When you take me there

We drive through the city, beneath the Durban skies

Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh, oh-oh oh-oh oh

Oh-oh-oh oh-oh oh, oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh oh

All that I’ve got to be thankful for…

On the day you made your vows

The heavens opened, rain poured down

It poured down, down, down…

Grey and brown, the seventies

The suits you wore, and the ones you loved

Were so young, were so young

Lord, you were so young

It’s alive, it’s alive

When I see it through your eyes

It’s alive, it’s alive

Now I understand your lives

When you take me there

You show me the city;

I see it through your eyes

When you take me there

We drive through the city, beneath the Durban skies

Oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh, oh-oh oh-oh oh

Oh-oh-oh oh-oh oh, oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh oh

All that I’ve got to be thankful for…

Oh, all that I’ve got to be thankful for

All that I’ve got to be thankful for

It’s alive, it’s alive

When I see it through your eyes

It’s alive, it’s alive

Now I understand your lives

When you take me there

You show me the city;

I see it through your eyes

When you take me there

We drive through the city, beneath the Durban skies

When you take me there

There

When you take me there

There

When you take me there

It’s alive, it’s alive

When you take me there

It’s alive, it’s alive