In a city of faces that never look back,
Where doors never open and eyes never meet
Someone behind me was tracing my steps
As I ran through the fog down a cobblestone street
In a city of crossroads that never lead home,
Where secrets unravel and fates intertwine
Someone was calling my name in the night
As I ran from a voice that was echoing mine
The farther you run, the more you recall
the loss of your innocence after the fall
The farther you run, the more you recall, after the fall
In a city of magic that spins out of time,
Where God has no image and Man finds no grace
Something inside me was seeking itself
As I ran from a shadow who'd stolen my face
The farther you run, the more you recall
the loss of your innocence after the fall |