Letra da Música Perfect Symmetry Keane

I shake through the wreckage for signs of life
Scrolling through the paragraphs
Clicking through the photographsWho are you, what are you living for?
Tooth for tooth
Maybe we'll go one moreThis life
Is lived in perfect symmetry
What I do, that will be done to meI wish I could make sense of what we do
Burning down the capitols
Wisest of the animalsWho are you, what are you fighting for?
Holy truth, brother I choose this mortal lifeLived in perfect symmetry
What I do, that will be done to meAs the needle
Slips into the run out groove
Love, maybe you feel it tooAnd maybe you find life is unkind
And over so soon
There is no golden gate
There's no heaven waiting for youOh, boy you oughta leave this town
Get out while you can
The needle's running out
The voices in the streets you love
Everything is better when you hear that shoutSpineless dreamers hide in churches
Pieces of pieces of rush-hour, buses
I dream in emails, worn-out phrases
Mile after mile of just empty pagesWrap yourself around me
Wrap yourself around meAs the needle
Slips into the run out groove
Maybe you'll feel it too
Maybe you'll feel it too
Maybe you'll feel it too(Spineless dreamers hide in churches)
Maybe you'll feel it too
(Pieces of pieces of rush-hour, buses)
I dream in emails, worn-out phrases
Mile after mile of just empty pages

Composição: Richard Hughes / Tim Rice-Oxley / Tom Chaplin.