Foreign Night - Rue Royale

On a foreign night we spoke

Telling stories of what it would be like when we got back home

In the fading light we hoped

That as we grew old those memories would never let us go

When we’re together we survive to stick it out another night of waiting

We dream together to survive to stick it out another night of waiting

Crossing borders is all we know

Marking up a map, the passage that we’re taking as we go

All the buildings made of stone

'cause a jealousy as we drive by them in our rolling home