There's a place
as cold as conscience
That's what I've heard men say
Where statues drain like waterfalls
to wash their sins away
Their gaze is as hard as granite,
their hearts will refuse to bleed
In a city that once held me,
in my hour of need
I know these dark and winding streets,
they're coiled around my heart
When time and inclination meet
and all our stories start
And now I've no reason to cry
There must be something in my eyes
Cause now I've no reason
to cry
Nights when we lost it laughing,
one thing's kinda clear
No matter what you're looking for,
you wouldn't stop him
My younger ghost is walking,
he kissed you against the wall
I hear he looked a lot like me,
would you know him now at all?
You need these dark and winding streets
Tied around your heart
Where innocence and money meet
And all our stories start
And now I've no reason to cry
Must be something in my eye
Cause now I've no reason to cry
We make a mess of tenderness,
we make you happy
There are days when we're almost human,
times when we shout or bust
The roughest kind of harmony,
we sing because we must
Sing a song of winding streets,
time around our hearts
We're falling at forgiveness's feet,
and all our stories start
And now I've no reason to cry
No, there's no reason to cry
Now I've no reason to cry
Must be something in my head
You