Lletres: Brave Citizens. Revolutions. All Or Not.

Let's take to the streets tonight
i miss all the bright lights around this town
cause when it's cold you begin to glow
until morning sun wears you down

i can't seem to find a cold spot of shade, and i
can't seem to find you anyway
the sun burns my eyes

get to your scripts we're rehearsing
read your lines as they appear
"i am scripted,
i am staged,
i am all or not you decide"

meanwhile our friends are restless
taking pills to leave their city hell
we don't have the heart to tell them
that their sky is glass and our curtain fell.

i saw you calling out
i saw your eyes unwind,
i saw your silhouette,
i felt myself go blind