Smoke Or Fire. The Speakeasy. Neon Light. Zeneszám

God always thought we were a bird
I'd bounce off the sun
And I'd never return to this place
It's such a disgrace
It cut my arms and my legs off
And burned off this face
How we saw the worries and problems we have
Are something
I never wanted to ask for
But I'm too afraid
You're still away
And I'm still awake

So I walked to the edge of the earth
I pissed off the sun
And I cursed out the name I could think of
Yours came first
Just stop this and know I've been thinking of you
How we saw the worries and problems we have
Are something
I never wanted to ask for
But I'm still awake
You're still away
And I need a drink

So I'm walking on a Sunday night
I'm looking for a neon light
To carry me home
I have no place to go
And no stop to sleep

God always thought we were a bird
I'd bounce off the sun
And I'd never return to this place
You're still away
I'm still...