(Lock the doors) This city hides a secret at it's breast (Shut the windows) I feel its icy fingers on my neck (Lock the doors) We built our perfect dream on shifting sand (Shut the windows) Scattered in one motion of God's hand (We leave tonight) Take only that which you can't live with out (We leave tonight) Hot wheels on the cold ground We disappear, we burn down A black wind carries us out We disappear, we fade out With one glance in the rear view mirror (Suburba) It stocks your streets a lion in the reeds (Suburba) Wakes you in a panic from your sleep (Suburba) Your vanity and strength are washed away (Suburba) Like the concrete moon is washed out by the day You disappear, you burn down A black wind carries you out You disappear, you fade out You're just mist and the sun is rising now Oh no Guarantees won't save our dreams And what we lost we must not know Oh no