From the recording Collecting
Lyrics
Yeah a nighttime stroll makes it all so clear
Them dying cities above and burnin stars down here
We're all the same
Like a brain and heart
If one slips away the other won't be far
Yeah we count on them
And we give em names
But every city and star will one day
Fade
There's my father's church that guided drifters right
My thoughts shoot by at the speed of light
Now boarded up
Still hear the organ drawl?
Like all them long dead stars that shine their light with us all
Yeah we count on them
And we give em names
But every city and star will one day
Fade
What's in a name
What's left of my name?
What's left our names
We'll bury in your name