Odessa
A memory
The blue-black sea
Swineherds and Shepherds
The Golden City
Old and New
And the Greek Bazaar
Before and after
October's Hero
The shades of all the faces
Change
All the different names
Bring fear
Razing the uncharted underground
The city above sings along
And out of the past into the Black Sea night
We still can't see but at least we're less blind
On this unwelcoming sea
The riots came
Some left the town
Some forgot the spirit
Of the porto-franco
Then the buildings rose
In that imperial style
Another New Harmony
It always ends the same way
The shades of all the faces
Change
All the different names
Bring fear
Razing the uncharted underground
The city above sings along
And out of the past into the Black Sea night
We still can't see but at least we're less blind
On this unwelcoming sea
Too many myths
Make swelling heads
But those real glories
Are underneath the surface
Pushkin's paradise
Or a civil war?
One or the other
Both tempt the future
The shades of all the faces
Change
All the different names
Bring fear
Razing the uncharted underground
The city above sings along
And out of the past into the Black Sea night
We still can't see but at least we're less blind
On this unwelcoming sea
The blue-black sea
Swineherds and Shepherds
The Golden City
Old and New
And the Greek Bazaar
Before and after
October's Hero
The shades of all the faces
Change
All the different names
Bring fear
Razing the uncharted underground
The city above sings along
And out of the past into the Black Sea night
We still can't see but at least we're less blind
On this unwelcoming sea
The riots came
Some left the town
Some forgot the spirit
Of the porto-franco
Then the buildings rose
In that imperial style
Another New Harmony
It always ends the same way
The shades of all the faces
Change
All the different names
Bring fear
Razing the uncharted underground
The city above sings along
And out of the past into the Black Sea night
We still can't see but at least we're less blind
On this unwelcoming sea
Too many myths
Make swelling heads
But those real glories
Are underneath the surface
Pushkin's paradise
Or a civil war?
One or the other
Both tempt the future
The shades of all the faces
Change
All the different names
Bring fear
Razing the uncharted underground
The city above sings along
And out of the past into the Black Sea night
We still can't see but at least we're less blind
On this unwelcoming sea
Credits
Writer(s): Glenn Maryansky, James Thomas Minor, Joshua Timothy Strawn, Ryan Joseph Rayhill
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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