Christchurch at...

Intro

Early morning mist still lingers on the Avon

Tram bells echo down the empty square

Pale blue light slicing through the garden

Spires rising up, silent in the cold air

Verse 1

Red-brick houses stretch along the river

Footsteps hush against the waking stone

Flocks of gulls turning above the bridges

Breathing in a world that's all my own

Pre-Chorus

Silver fog rolls, secrets in the alleys

Time feels thin, like memory beneath

Chorus

Purgatory city, holding me slow

Purgatory city, nowhere else to go

Streets turn to water, water turns to glass

Every year I'm walking through the same day's past

Post-Chorus

Ah-ah, ah-ah, carry me down

Ah-ah, ah-ah, carry me down

Verse 2

Cathedral stones keep a slower clock than mine

Pigeons circle where the towers used to climb

Woolworth's window full of paper stars

Someone's gramophone is drifting through the yards

Pre-Chorus

Silver fog rolls, secrets in the alleys

Time feels thin, like memory beneath my skin

Purgatory

Chorus

Purgatory city, holding me slow

Purgatory city, nowhere else to go

Streets turn to water, water turns to glass

Every year I'm walking through the same day's past

Post-Chorus

Ah-ah, ah-ah, carry me down

Ah-ah, ah-ah, carry me down

Breakdown

(I am here) standing where the river bends

(I am here) counting all the Sundays that don't end

(I am here) every face a photograph I know

(I am here) waiting for a season that won't go

Drop

Fog fog fog fog, fog fog fog fog

Fog fog fog fog, fog fog fog fog

Verse 3

Port Hills purple in the falling dark

Ferry horns and bicycles and larks

Milk bar shutters rolling to the ground

Nothing here is lost, nothing can be found

Bridge

If I could leave I'd only circle back

Same four corners, same familiar track

Avon, Avon, take me where you run

Tell me is there any other sun

Chorus

Purgatory city, holding me slow

Purgatory city, nowhere else to go

Streets turn to water, water turns to glass

Every year I'm walking through the same day's past

Post-Chorus

Ah-ah, ah-ah, carry me down

Ah-ah, ah-ah, carry me down

Outro

Spires rising up, silent in the cold air

Silent in the cold air

Silent in the cold air