Flies on the Sun - Wolf Parade

You used to live up in this city of stone

Used to wake, dream of the places you’d go

Memory won’t help you along

Every home, first you’re there, now you’re gone

Time is a walk

Time is a weapon that had us all clocked

Flies on the sun, lying there

Bring it down, night, black out the capital lights

This place was never your home

We’re haunting the streets that you own

Now we’re gone

Time is a walk

Time is a weapon that had us all clocked

Flies on the sun, lying there

Time is a walk

Time is a weapon that had us all clocked

Flies on the sun, lying there

Flies on the sun, lying there

Flies on the sun, lying there

People

You used to love

People

Here and gone

People

Up in this house

People

Memory home

Memory home

Memory home

Memory home