Wrecking Yard-Switchblade Symphony

Gather round to hear this tale A story which has grown old Torn of their pride Stars crash and collide The wrecking yard＇s grown cold They may laugh and they may say that This doesn＇t happen oh no If you happen to see them just listen Take away some of their pain tonight These are saddened times today This sickened place we live We walk right through the wrecking yard It＇s nothing that we give Listen now to the songs they sing They try to stay warm But the cold it stays Houses are worn Absent of storm They＇re learning how tonight Dancing in the night They＇re shining up above the sky Laughing in their darkest times You＇ll see them asleep in the rain tonight These are saddened times today This sickened place we live We walk right through the wrecking yard It＇s nothing that we give These are saddened times today This sickened place we live We＇re walking right on through the wrecking yard It＇s nothing that we give we＇re going We＇re going We＇re walking right on through the wrecking yard It＇s nothing that we give Gather round to hear this tale A story which has grown old