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Lyrics & Music by Ryan Smith

Standing on Charles Bridge
It's mist and breath
The steeples of cathedrals
At night look just like death
The broken-hearted people come to rest
We take solace in these statues and monuments

I'm leaning on the stone now
It's cold as ice
The cops are making circles
In a never-ending fight
And the question of the evening is: who am I?
I get lost inside those hard and weary eyes

Refrain

Standing on Charles Bridge
The moon is strung
In a sea of tiny moons and planets 'round the sun
For all our pains and progress
Are we deaf and dumb
To the orchestra of heavens, the wild dance above?

Refrain

Walking off towards home now
The day is old
I can't recall just where or when I sold my soul
To the devils in the twilight, to the sighs and moans
To the saints, in all their glory
To the long, dark stretch of stone

Refrain