glaring distance you and me see
holding candles in the sunlight
searching for the party knee deep
praying for peace in the dogfight
i can’t see the signal through the smoke in my eyes
i wanna hear the truth coming through the lies
i can’t see the signal through the smoke in my eyes
i wanna hear the truth coming through the lies
don’t you know happy hour’s ending
last call for you all to draw near
we see the signs the angel’s sending
he’s crying loudly but we don’t hear
where are we now?
never really feeling what’s real
