The White City

Album cover art for "The White City" by Rosaline

Rosaline - Rock, Post-Hardcore

The White City

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Lyrics

Few and far are my beliefs Three short, three long, three short again The ghost escaped but we saw his face It hangs above his head until he throws it to the ground (altering the whole thing) The city's knees are bent down And he'll still recall what he still has to say Few and far are my beliefs, few and far, few and far We can tear open the archives today Few and far are my beliefs, few and far are my beliefs, few and far are my beliefs The ghost escaped but we saw his face Party like it's 1893, a celebration like it's 1893, a certain feel of urgency It hangs above his head until he throws it to the ground (altering the whole thing) The city's knees are bent down

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Credits

Writers
  • Ryan Prindle
  • Madison Stolzer