[Verse 1]
Cold steel and iron skies
Dad's calloused hands would synthesize
The threads of life we knew back then
Before the grinding gears gave in
Smoke stacks reaching to the clouds
Where dreams got lost and time ran out
[Chorus]
Manchester's ghost is calling me
Through broken windows, can't you see?
The towers fall in slow decay
While memories start to fade away
Like static on an old TV
The hum of what we used to be
[Verse 2]
Rusty chains and oil-stained floors
The day they carried him through those doors
His fingers crushed in textile dreams
Now everything's not what it seems
The factory's heart stopped beating slow
Like winter's first industrial snow
[Bridge]
Waves of static wash me clean
In spaces where machines have been
The cooling towers stand so still
Like tombstones on a concrete hill
And in my head, the sounds remain
Of metal singing through the pain
[Chorus]
Manchester's ghost is calling me
Through broken windows, can't you see?
The towers fall in slow decay
While memories start to fade away
Like static on an old TV
The hum of what we used to be
[Outro]
Now I drift through empty halls
Where shadows dance on crumbling walls
The pulse of progress left behind
Like echoes in my f*cking mind
These broken pieces make me whole
As cities sleep and take their toll
Echo Drift - Cooling Towers Lyrics
Echo Drift - Cooling Towers Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Cold steel and iron skies
Dad's calloused hands would synthesize
The threads of life we knew back then
Before the grinding gears gave in
Smoke stacks reaching to the clouds
Where dreams got lost and time ran out
[Chorus]
Manchester's ghost is calling me
Through broken windows, can't you see?
The towers fall in slow decay
While memories start to fade away
Like static on an old TV
The hum of what we used to be
[Verse 2]
Rusty chains and oil-stained floors
The day they carried him through those doors
His fingers crushed in textile dreams
Now everything's not what it seems
The factory's heart stopped beating slow
Like winter's first industrial snow
[Bridge]
Waves of static wash me clean
In spaces where machines have been
The cooling towers stand so still
Like tombstones on a concrete hill
And in my head, the sounds remain
Of metal singing through the pain
[Chorus]
Manchester's ghost is calling me
Through broken windows, can't you see?
The towers fall in slow decay
While memories start to fade away
Like static on an old TV
The hum of what we used to be
[Outro]
Now I drift through empty halls
Where shadows dance on crumbling walls
The pulse of progress left behind
Like echoes in my f*cking mind
These broken pieces make me whole
As cities sleep and take their toll
Cold steel and iron skies
Dad's calloused hands would synthesize
The threads of life we knew back then
Before the grinding gears gave in
Smoke stacks reaching to the clouds
Where dreams got lost and time ran out
[Chorus]
Manchester's ghost is calling me
Through broken windows, can't you see?
The towers fall in slow decay
While memories start to fade away
Like static on an old TV
The hum of what we used to be
[Verse 2]
Rusty chains and oil-stained floors
The day they carried him through those doors
His fingers crushed in textile dreams
Now everything's not what it seems
The factory's heart stopped beating slow
Like winter's first industrial snow
[Bridge]
Waves of static wash me clean
In spaces where machines have been
The cooling towers stand so still
Like tombstones on a concrete hill
And in my head, the sounds remain
Of metal singing through the pain
[Chorus]
Manchester's ghost is calling me
Through broken windows, can't you see?
The towers fall in slow decay
While memories start to fade away
Like static on an old TV
The hum of what we used to be
[Outro]
Now I drift through empty halls
Where shadows dance on crumbling walls
The pulse of progress left behind
Like echoes in my f*cking mind
These broken pieces make me whole
As cities sleep and take their toll
Writer: Ivan J.
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC