All the Lights

I cannot stay with those lights
Out on streets I am way off track
Cause I have an age that I can’t scratch
It’s out of, out of my head
No oh
Like all the lights in these town
When are you moving real?
I called your name out like something real
With any other sickness, I hold your hand
But this time, this time you’re on your own
The past in our present does not lie
Some ideas maybe sick enought to try
Anywhere I lay my head
It’s out f, out of my head
So no
It’s out of, out of my head
No, oh
No, oh
Like all the lights in this town
When are you moving real?
I called your name out
Like something real
With any other sickness, I hold your hand
And reach you on
Just lay there, home still
Homeless
Like all the lights in this town
When are you moving real?
I called your name out
Like something real
A sickness
Ideas we swore we never try
Like all those lights
We’re home still, homeless
Home still, homeless
Home still, homeless
Home still, homeless.
End.