Текст песни New York City In The Future - Angels of Light

Here, here it is

The place where you lived

The place where you rose

Transparent, a ghost

You were mine, you were mine

Here, here's where you walked

Different now, moonlight and chalk

Polished white stone, bruised feet, shattered bone

Brittle hand of a child

You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine

Raise, raise me up

Up from the ground

Naked, transposed, wound like a rose

Face painted with white, mouth full of black stone

You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine (why?)
Mine, mine (why? Why?)
Mine, mine (why? Why?)
Mine (why?)
You were mine

Here, here it is
Look at it shine, pure, polished and white
Piercing the sky, new towers of ice
So lifeless and clean, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine