New Politics - Istanbul

You got to pick up the pieces of your broken heart
You got to stitch ‘em together, you want a new start
And when you turn the page there will be different words

You got to live everyday like it’s the last night
Don’t need know where you’re going before you take flight
And when you break the clouds there will be a different light

There’s a street in Istanbul where the trees lost their leaves
We took shelter from the rain
Yeah, we never won but we never lost
A place in each of us
A memory that something was beautiful
So beautiful A street in Istanbul

You got to pick up the pieces of your broken heart
You got to stitch ‘em together, you want a new start
And when you turn the page there will be different words

There’s a street in Istanbul where the trees lost their leaves
We took shelter from the rain
Yeah, we never won but we never lost
A place in each of us
A memory that something was beautiful
So beautiful A street in Istanbul

There’s a street in Istanbul where the trees lost their leaves
We took shelter from the rain
Yeah, we never won but we never lost
A place in each of us
A memory that something was beautiful
So beautiful A street in Istanbul

There’s a street in Istanbul where the trees lost their leaves
We took shelter from the rain
Yeah, we never won but we never lost
A place in each of us
A memory that something was beautiful
So beautiful A street in Istanbul
A street in Istanbul