Boots on concrete
 Don't slip on the leaves
 Smile at the strangers
 Won't know what you mean
 Clouds like cathedrals
 Night hits the sea

 And I walk to the high light
 Ships gonna take me at midnight
 Storms sounding out like an overture
 It's time to join the marching line

 Take back your list
 You don't know what love is like; a bullet in the chest
 And I never say yes
 Never known a day without a quiet regret

 So I walk to the high light
 Ships gonna take me at midnight
 Storms sounding out like an overture
 It's time to join the marching line; leave it all behind, and join the
 Marching line

 And there's no captain who calls "what's your name?"
 An army of one
 It's just me and a drum

 Do you know a love like a bullet in the chest?

 Ships on grey seas
 Waves keep the time like my heartbeat
 It's an overture
 It's time to join the marching line, leave it all behind and join the
 Marching line

 Fortune tellers, fortune still hurts