San Francisco Serenade

We run like it kills us to stay
If judged I'd be nothing till the day that I stopped you
As trite as these things might seem to anyone else
I wrote them down to document

My worth is you
My worth is you

Excessive city, we can't afford to stay
But home to the sane, somehow safe now
We can't afford to leave
Transformation and tragedy leads conclusion
Our world marches to drums of death

You're my rest.
The stories will sleep
Say goodnight to them
You know it's ending

Slow my mind
Silence untruth
Take my broken hands
Watch the world renew

The stories read of hospitals and alcohol and empty households
The bars were steeped in honesty while your retreat was east of me
The buildings fell on everything and everyone was incoherent
Our time is now. We're leaving

You're my death
I'm your disease
Together we will bleed
Devotedly concede

La la la la
La la la la
Take my broken hand
We'll watch it all ending
We'll watch it all ending