I can see the sun shine
But it’s been too long since I felt it on my skin
Oh where I’ve been, we’ll I’ve been nowhere
Flourescent lights
Become my sky and blind my tired eyes
This recycled air is clawing out our lungs
And there are curses to God on the tips of all our tongues
I’d much prefer to compensate by counting off the days, but they’re all the same
The rise and fall of the sun are both bleeding into one
I can feel your eyes shine
It’s been too long since I saw them through your doorway
The distance hurts, and I’m going nowhere
Computer screens are all I see
I won’t let them get to me
This recycled air is clawing out our lungs
And there are curses to God on the tips of all our tongues
I’d much prefer to compensate by counting off the days, but they’re all the same
The rise and fall of the sun are both bleeding into one, oh
These sleepless nights are making my hands shake
And I’m writing off a handful of mistakes
The crowds have come and gone, and I’m still awake
The town is at capacity, some walls sit in between it and me
This recycled air is clawing out our lungs
And there are curses to God on the tips of all our tongues
I’d much prefer to compensate by counting off the days, but they’re all the same
The rise and fall of the sun are both bleeding into one, oh
The rise and fall of the sun are both bleeding into one
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