Rome - The Alabanda Breviary lyrics

To the end of the night in
Hopes to find that warming glow
I kept heading for the lights
And anything they would show
Gun and bullet, pen and ink
I guess I wanted to know
Just how much of a stink on
Can kick up at one throw and I saw them

All the roads we dream and never go
All the wounds we bear and never show
Grief has come to me now and
I smile all the while
Now that I ran out on you
I ran out on words and of time

Do not scorn me with a love so bitter
Do not weep when I fall
Did you fine men ever consider that a
Dream was the cause of it all?
Gun and bullet, pen and ink
I guess I wanted to know
Oh, just how much of a stink on
Can kick up at one throw and I saw them

All the roads we dream and never go
All the wounds we bear and never show
Grief has come to me now and
I smile all the while
Now that I ran out on you
I ran out on words and of time
All the roads we dream and never go
All the wounds we bear and never show
Grief has come to me now and
I smile all the while
Now that I ran out on you
I ran out on words and of time