Through the Ruins
Come through the ruins, look above
My room was on the upper floor
A wooden table with a vase
And noises from the shop below
Come through the ruins, take my hand
See the charcoal turning cold
Snowfall on the old front stairs
All that's left who flourished there
Come through the ruins, wander now
Burdock spines grow in the walls
Tracks of boots and plastic sleighs
Sculpt the hill to Campbell Square
My room was on the upper floor
A wooden table with a vase
And noises from the shop below
Come through the ruins, take my hand
See the charcoal turning cold
Snowfall on the old front stairs
All that's left who flourished there
Come through the ruins, wander now
Burdock spines grow in the walls
Tracks of boots and plastic sleighs
Sculpt the hill to Campbell Square
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Rivers
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