LEARN LYRICS

On the corner stand sad

drunks flattening their feet

And they desperately swallow

their perfect world again and again

But when the sun sets

they step onto the boards that mean the world

then their time has come

Lights on, curtain up and stage free

Above the rooftops

and under the bridges

you can hear it

the choir of the broken

On the corner they stand every morning

and cough the dirt from their lungs

Penguins pass silently

and remote-controlled past them

But when the night spreads its dark wings

over this beautiful city

then their time has come

Lights on, curtain up and stage free

Above the rooftops

and under the bridges

you can hear it

the choir of the broken

Above the rooftops

and under the bridges

you can hear it

the choir of the broken

Above the rooftops

and under the bridges

you can hear it

the choir, the choir of the broken

you can hear it

the choir, the choir of the broken

Can you hear it?