Intro: 
This city was made out of irrigated rainwater 
Back when the black eyed sky made gifts 
Not since then has a sun-drenched lip 
known bliss like a drought stamped out by a first kiss 

Verse: 
Send the misfit to reclaim the throne 
It’s the last hope ‘ for the glass rope 
woven outta the notion that we’re alone here 
nobody can see us ‘ hear us turning in our sleep 
the panic on the street says: reinvent the polls 
re-release the manifesto ‘ re-reacting to the fact that we let her go 
Much wiser then but tempted by the ignorants 
who saw blue and assumed that she was infinite 
Just like that last little [bad word] offspring 
trying to pass judgment as offering 
Swore up and down that the stars were as pretty as pearls 
if we turn out the night lights the city’s gon’ burn bright 
All that neon gas lay broke as every last word spoken in defense of his name 
[in defense of his name] 
 [bad word]  
Your night lights are never gonna burn the same 
They’re never gonna burn the same 

Verse: 
Let’s see how [bad word] together now that we destroyed the weathervane 
Shed the same blood ‘ just think of all the [bad word] we’ve gained 
with the choir ‘ yea but swan song is symphony these days 
old folks waiting on that western flame to cold smolder and change form [bad word] dimes ‘ bled dry in the fist of a rainstorm 
All we ever wanted was power 
so we built a machine to hide the ghosts pulling strings in the tower 

We went to summer sub-culture camp to beat cancer 
Opened the body mass and salted it back shut 
You can be a nuisance or you can join the fan club 
but you’re in no position to stand and put both your hands up 

It’s not an answer ‘ not this far away 
It’s just the part where your heartbeat starts to break 
It’s not an answer ‘ not this far away 
It’s just the part where your heartbeat starts to break  [bad word]  
Your night lights are never gonna burn the same 
They’re never gonna burn the same