Bastille - Durban skies

All that I've got to be thankful for
All that I've got to be thankful for
In the heat try to love these streets

In this town it all went down
Our chromosomes in sepia tones
In my mind, in my mind

Where you led your lives before
From our small island
Brought right back to these shores
To these shores, to these shores

It's alive, it's alive
When I see it through your eyes
It's alive, it's alive
Now I understand your lives

When you take me there
You show me the city I see it through your eyes
When you take me there
We drive throught the city beneath the Durban Skies


On the day you made your vows
The heavens opened rain poured down
It poured down, down, down

Grey and brown the seventies
The suits you wore and the ones you loved
Were so young, were so young, god you were so young

It's alive, it's alive
When I see it through your eyes
It's alive, it's alive
Now I understand your lives

When you take me there
You show me the city I see it through your eyes
When you take me there
We drive throught the city beneath the Durban Skies

All that I've got to be thankful for...

When you take me there it's alive
When you take me there it's alive

Writers: DANIEL SMITH

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