We've had this conversation before
Scraped our knees on the concrete below
Burning in fluorescence,
I can't see straight
Streetlights clutter the stars,
& I've lost North
But I'll pray for a blackout,
But I'll pray for dark
You've found solace in number and steel
Traded your rust for a new song to sing
Burning in fluorescence,
I can't see straight
Streetlights clutter the stars,
& I've lost North
But I'll pray for a blackout,
But I'll pray for dark
