Didn't sleep last night
Couldnt calm down
The cold [bad word] past my window
Kept me crying out

Give me sunlight
The good medicine
It's all part of the open pressures
Of growing up

Met a friend but then again
You could get around town like they do
Have a shower, then drive around
Looking out for Northfields Avenue

The journey's sour, the fire is out
Love achieving sounds sell a heart of glue
Have a listen, a dirty mind
Moving matters untold residue

It's all evolution's fault now
It's all down to echoes in the crowd