Wild one
Won't you wait with the light on?
Warn the weary the night comes
Birds can lose their nerve
Hollowed and unheard
The crossed heart
Yellow worded and hard up
The crowded clown on your knees
With so many to please
No room for who you leave
Towers make shadows
Towers make shadows
Towers make shadows
You have it all
Sandstorms
Wind around my passport
Invisible hours
I wonder how time will paint your face
A memory erased
The last look
You let me in, unsplit us
Let's make up
The bitter makes me tired
Water the fire
Towers make shadows
Towers make shadows
Towers make shadows
You want it all
Towers was written by Amy Millan.
Towers was produced by Martin Davis Kinack.