Midnight in the holy city Playground for restless souls Graveyards for the sons of ft. sumpter And the ghostly daughters Wait for their boys to come home Moonlight in the holy city So thick it warms the air Burned my heart on a sweet southern flame Like a hug from your mama saying it will be ok Spilt my blood, in the holy city Seen the flood of a thousand rains I ran away from the holy city Heard the spirits in the steeple singing You'll be back again
