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 I was left to my own devices 
Many days fell away with nothing to show 
And the walls kept tumbling down 
In the city that we love 
Great clouds roll over the hills 
Bringing darkness from above 
But if you close your eyes, 
Does it almost feel like 
Nothing changed at all? 
And if you close your eyes, 
Does it almost feel like 
You've been here before? 
How am I gonna be an optimist about this? 
How am I gonna be an optimist about this? 
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices 
In your pose as the dust settles around us 
And the walls kept tumbling down 
In the city that we love 
Great clouds roll over the hills 
Bringing darkness from above 
But if you close your eyes, 
Does it almost feel like 
Nothing changed at all? 
And if you close your eyes, 
Does it almost feel like 
You've been here before? 
How am I gonna be an optimist about this? 
How am I gonna be an optimist about this? 
Oh where do we begin? 
The rubble or our sins? 
Oh where do we begin? 
The rubble or our sins? 
And the walls kept tumbling down 
In the city that we love 
Great clouds roll over the hills 
Bringing darkness from above 
But if you close your eyes, 
Does it almost feel like 
Nothing changed at all? 
And if you close your eyes, 
Does it almost feel like 
You've been here before? 
How am I gonna be an optimist about this? 
How am I gonna be an optimist about this? 
If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all?  
            
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