On the streets lined with ashes and dirt
We walked and you offered me a hand
And then we were lost
In empty centers of bigger cities
Not noticing that the air had turned
When we sat on a bed that used to be yours
And stood beneath the heavy sun
At noon you rubbed your cheek against mine
And then we split
In the unreal city half a life from here
But now I know I'll see you soon
There's rumbling
In my chest