In the choir we can forget
Forgive ourselves and maybe get some sleep
Every morning we make choices
To kill ourselves for someone else's dream
We try to make our own inventions
But we stop trying when these hills look too steep
Every morning we make choices
To kill ourselves 'cause we can't even dream, anymore

The clock says it's two a.m.
We wake up at four

In the choir we can forget
Turn out the lights and think of how we sleep
If we just get off all these fixtures
Furniture, powered in the streets

Stop paying rent, don't go to work,
Move to a new town and change your name
Buy a new car, watch different films,
Read different books, but you laugh the same

The towns we lived in
distant memory
Burned your own house down
When you were seventeen

The towns we lived in
distant memory
Burned your own house down
When you were seventeen

Aspirations in [bad word] of the front door
Swinging like a wrecking ball
Travel right on through the floor
Tied up in a basement, next to classes to forget
All those stupid dreams that fall behind
The college degrees that you buy, anymore

The clock says it's two a.m.
We wake up at four
We just can't dream anymore