Text: The Twilight Singers. Dynamite Steps. Gunshots.

The sky, this is believing
Of this I can recall
As I prepare to leave you
A kiss, a curse to draw

Gunshots, baby, let's cut through the crowd
Gunshots, baby, let's cut through the crowd

You sprang my care to see you through
And played it all along
As I began to deceive you
I held your hand and curled

Gunshots, baby, let's cut through the crowd
Gunshots, baby, let's cut through the crowd

Led through, tear through
We've all gone inside now
You still pretend to run away

The sky, this is to need you
Of this I can recall
As I prepare to repel you
A kiss, a curse to law

Gunshots, baby, let's cut through the crowd
Gunshots, baby, let's cut through the crowd