City of Orphans

Jenny left from Idaho and made her home in Capitol Hill

In a 300 square foot studio above a coffee shop near the Broadway Grill

And every night she walks the block to trade in her time for cheap thrills

And everyone she meets is cool
But just out of reach and it kills

She used to spend her nights by firelight and singing to the stars
Now shes ours
Now shes ours

Kevin left from Denver where the air is thin and people are nice

And he traded it for sea level, for misty rain, what a bitter compromise

For now he felt like he belonged to those who understood him
But he sold his soul to fight right in and he watched his friends desert him
He used to spend his nights by candlelight and drinking wine to vinyl
Now hes ours
Now shes ours
Its a city of orphans

Who had nowhere to go

So they cashed in their dreams
Headed northwest to the sea
And they called it their home

But most dont belong here
Were all running away

And well drain you dry of all semblance of life
We dont give we just take, take, take
But this city has no Bible
Theres no meaning you can use
Were all desperately searching for truth
Were a city of orphans

Who had no place to go

So we cashed in our dreams
Filled our glasses with Beam
And our bodies with smoke

And we spend every weeknight
Trading pints at the Streamline
And we talk about truth
And we talk about love but we wake up to lies, lies, lies
Its a city of orphans

Where did our fathers go

We stumble around in the bad part of town at the end of our rope

But there are no answers
On the tables of oak

If God could just hear us
We think that Hes near
But He left long ago

Were a city of orphans
What do we do to ourselves?

We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell

We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell

We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell

Jenny left from Idaho and made her home in Capitol Hill