Smoke clouds have thickened to black out the stars the night sky is lit now by headlights of cars and the moon holds no purpose but pulling the tides anymore
Blow out the candles blow out the candles throw on the light switch and bask in the fluorescent glow we're guided by satellites we don't need stars anymore can't see stars anymore
With a nine on the bortle we've blown out the stars smashed all the lanterns to burn down the barns and with less than one hundredth in sight to guide us home after dark we're lost
The streetlights have killed them the street lights have killed them we've laid to rest gods in a tomb born of city lights and out in the flatlands we thought that we'd found them but still the horizon did glow like a brush fire
With a nine on the bortle we've blown out the stars smashed all the lanterns to burn down the barns and the moon holds no purpose save pulling the tides on a planet encrusted in fluorescent lights
Smoke clouds have thickened to black out the stars the night sky is lit now by headlights of cars and the moon holds no purpose but pulling the tides anymore
300 miles we'd sail off the coast to be reunited with the skies of our hosts and at night soon the rivers reflect nothing more than the moon
With a nine on the bortle we've blown out the stars smashed all the lanterns to burn down the barns and with less than one hundredth in sight to guide us home after dark we're lost
300 miles 300 miles out into the ocean we'd sail to remember them 300 miles out into the ocean we'd sail
With a nine on the bortle we've blown out the stars smashed all the lanterns to burn down the barns and the moon holds no purpose save pulling the tides on a planet encrusted in fluorescent lightsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
