You Wouldn't Think It Would Get This Dark driving Down The Stretch Of Wilshire Boulevard but The Sodium Lights Don't Seem To Reach As Far from Within The Cheap Tint Of This Goddamned Car still There's Just Enough Glare To Block Out The Stars i Traced The Familiar Length Of The Street Like A Scar all The Curves And The Angles, Long Committed To Heart and After All Of This Time, It Shouldn't Be This Hard to Go Home
come On, Sunlight get Me Out Of Here come On, Sunlight get Me Out Of Here Alive get Me Out Of Here Alive
i Head North Towards A Burning Park where Dry Winds Been Churning The Ashes And Sparks to Climb Up On A Bluff, Black, Beaten And Charred and Behold The Blinking Grid Of The Boulevards planes Stretching Far Out To A Distant Dark veins Pumping Cars Into A Lonely Heart full Of Paper Thin Chambers Keeping Us Apart where I Sleep To Keep Waiting For My Life To Start on It's Own on It's Own
come On, Sunlight get Me Out Of Here come On, Sunlight get Me Out Of Here Alive get Me Out Of Here Alive