City of Ghosts Tides of Youth Lyrics City Of Ghosts lyrics

Second hand to none.
Sediment the sentiment of a youthful reign.
Step by step I feel no pain
Walls are built apart.
How could a single thing, "proper king?"
Will the tide be turned today?

I will never be the wounded one
The second hand will falter not.
With cold delight we will fail no one
I will never be the wounded one
The second hand will falter not.
With cold delight we will fail no one


Safer to fail, safer to fade away.
Silent in the pain received.
Sit in the weeds, lay without dignity.
Settle in the cold beneath.
Where do the fault and the failure lie?
Not a place that I call mine.

Nothing to gain, nothing but fade away.
Nothing to find but just a weakened name.
I found the line, crossed to the desolate.
Love is how we find our way back home.