A Quiet Room

The neon flickers on the holy ground
Where we used to chase that stadium sound
I thought we built a fortress out of chords
Now I'm just a beggar counting up the swords
And the feedback still rings
Like a choir of broken things

I kept the setlist from the Dublin show
Tucked inside a book you'll never know
We swore the revolution would be televised
But we just got older and compromised
And the static is thick
Like a desperate magic trick

I drove the coastal highway in the rain
Trying to wash away this phantom pain
The dashboard clock is flashing 3 AM
And I'm still trying to find Jerusalem

But the compass is cracked
And we're never going back

I traded my anthems for a quiet room
I sold all my echoes to the creeping gloom
I thought I could sing you back into my sight
But I'm just howling at the fading light

I watch the morning break the factory line
Pouring out the water, begging for the wine
I pay the toll and watch the river run
And surrender to the damage that is done

And the shadow is long
When you're out of the song

I traded my anthems for a quiet room
I sold all my echoes to the creeping gloom
I thought I could sing you back into my sight
But I'm just howling at the fading light

I traded my anthems for a quiet room
I sold all my echoes to the creeping gloom
I thought I could sing you back into my sight
But I'm just howling at the fading light