Isolations, dotted lines
 Seas of concrete, wild eyes
 Streaking colors, blurred to one
 Always moving, blinding sun
 Blinding sun
 [bad word]  safety glass
 Seasons turning, dying grass
 California, gilded crowns
 Idle workers, counting down

 Somewhere down, down
 Down in the ocean of sound, sound
 We'll live in slow-motion
 And be free
 With doors unlocked and open
 Doors unlocked and open

 Isolation
 Isolation
 California, gilded crowns
 Idle workers, counting down

 Somewhere down, down
 Down in the ocean of sound, sound
 We'll live in slow-motion
 And be free
 With doors unlocked and open
 Doors unlocked and open

 Somewhere down, down
 Down in the ocean of sound, sound
 We'll live in slow-motion
 And be free
 With doors unlocked and open
 Doors unlocked and open
 Doors unlocked and open

 Somewhere down, down
 Down in the ocean of sound, sound
 We'll live in slow-motion
 And be free
 With doors unlocked and open
 Doors unlocked and open

 Somewhere down

 Doors unlocked and open
 Doors unlocked and open
 Doors unlocked and open