My Own Windy City – A Beautiful Silence – letras

As I walk down these lonely streets againI learn that nothing is holy except the rest of the worldAnd the church where they gather to worship the undeadIn a place that gives all hope but hope is not realAlways remember that and take for grantedEverything you can this is your only lonely lifeIn my own windy city I would take the hearts of all the prettyPeople who have no soul just an empty holeWhere they bleed from their chestNow all these tall buildings fallThey surround our country with securityIf it takes four years to bring down our fearsOur government will give three cheersThis is my own windy city.