The Streets

I have found the sorrow, sorrow

When I feel alone, alone

I need to follow, follow

In the distance I hear the pulse

'Cause even with the lights gone out I know

The rhythm that our hearts pound out rolls on

It's bounding through the streets scattering the cold

The marching band rolls on

The marching band rolls on, rolls on

We'll lead with the heart and let our heads follow

We'll leave all the plans to work themselves alone

I'm hearing the ways that I have left to go

Oh you know it's the sound that arrests my soul

'Cause even with the lights gone out I know

The rhythm that our hearts pound out rolls on

It's bounding through the streets scattering the cold

The marching band rolls on

The marching band rolls on, rolls on

Rolls on, rolls...

The rhythm that our hearts pound out rolls on, rolls on

The rhythm that our hearts pound out rolls on

It's marching through the streets scattering the cold