Curtain Call - Roam

His streets were paved with gold

Til his heart broke in the mould

He tried to fix it, he tried to fix it

She knows and still pretends

She’s seen the bitter end

And it don’t look good

Now I’m falling into place

With grey skies and bitter aches

And it felt like such a waste

But I won’t let it happen again

I’m waiting, I’m waiting

I’m waiting for this to fall

I’m waiting, I’m waiting

So make this your curtain call

Salt and gasoline

All the pieces that he needed to keep things alive

His own worst enemy

The spark he tried to keep from setting words alight

Emptied a half-filled cup

No scented roses up

Dead roses up

Now I’m falling into place

With grey skies and bitter aches

And it felt like such a waste

But I won’t let it happen again

I’m waiting, I’m waiting

I’m waiting for this to fall

I’m waiting, I’m waiting

So make this your curtain call

So he walks alone

All he’s ever known

Is lying on the floor again

If he let it go, would she ever know?

Would it be the way it was before again?

Now I’m falling into place

With grey skies and bitter aches

And it felt like such a waste

But I won’t let it happen again

I’m waiting, I’m waiting

I’m waiting for this to fall

I’m waiting, I’m waiting

So make this your curtain call

I’m waiting, I’m waiting

And it felt like such a waste

I’m waiting, I’m waiting

Now I’m falling into place

I’m waiting, I’m waiting

I’m waiting for this to fall

I’m waiting, I’m waiting

So make this your curtain call