There Will Be No Break In This Traffic
Do you still sing of our love?
Do you sing it to the birds?
Do you sing it to the birds?
Do you sing it to the birds?
They used to carry our song
Onto our beloved's roof
Our beloved's roof
Our beloved's roof
Do you still walk the ruins?
The stone borders of our old town?
Do you walk the ruins?
Do you walk the ruins?
Are the walls just sleeping now?
Crumbs falling from the city's mouth?
Are they sleeping now?
Are they sleeping now?
Who'll hold the centre
When every place is an edge?
And there will be no break
No break, no break
There will be no break
No break in this traffic
I can still picture now
On the surface of the oily lake
I picture now
On the oily lake
Our faces, younger
While above the birds migrate
Above the birds migrate
Are we making our livings?
Or are we leaving how we live?
There will be no break
No break, no break
There will be no break
No break in this traffic