Boots on concrete
Don´t slip on the leaves
Smile at the strangers
Won´t know what you mean
Clouds like cathedrals
Night hits the sea

And I walk to the high light
Ships gonna take me at midnight
Storms sounding out like an overture
It´s time to join the marching line

Take back your list
You don´t know what love is like; a bullet in the chest
And I never say yes
Never known a day without a quiet regret

So I walk to the high light
Ships gonna take me at midnight
Storms sounding out like an overture
It´s time to join the marching line; leave it all behind, and join the
Marching line

And there´s no captain who calls "what´s your name?"
An army of one
It´s just me and a drum

Do you know a love like a bullet in the chest?

Ships on grey seas
Waves keep the time like my heartbeat
It´s an overture
It´s time to join the marching line, leave it all behind and join the
Marching line

Fortune tellers, fortune still hurts