Lyrics... and Bansky.

 his movie.

I'll be the fire escape

slipped out into the darkness, and the warm rain some how knew all the answers.

Can you see the wise man simply

Living, loving quietly

Every breath he takes eternity

Till the sun turns black

And though all these things will change,

The memories will remain

I can hold my breath till the sky comes back

The sun will heat the grounds

Under our bare feet

I walk on down the hill

through grass grown tall

and brown and still

and of these cut throat busted sunsets

these cold and damp white mornings

And as the moon fades