They were lit like the houses on this street I have no destination I've dreamed all that I could be that was some good time wasted
We'll caress the early morning with our laughter as our youth slips, through our fingertips
We'll make believe the streets aren't crumbling beneath our feet we're deadbeat heat rising, knee deep We'll make believe the streets aren't crumbling beneath our feet we're deadbeat heat rising, can't sleep
at the helm, steer the ship I'll lift my concrete feet take static steps across the restless sea
'cause I dreamed that there was more that I could be but I'm still sat here wondering without a map, with no direction I can see
Stomp Stomp, on the sticky floor throw your drinks across beige walls these empty promise lands demand your full attention
Stomp Stomp, on the sticky floor throw your drinks across beige walls these empty promise lands demand your full attention
at the helm, steer the ship I'll lift my concrete feet take static steps across the restless sea
'cause I dreamed that there was more that I could be but I'm still sat here wondering without a map, just fear of failure pushing me
paradise is on the horizon a silhouette that we, we can only see if you could go climb the stairs of your life and come back with some answers would you whisper them softly in the darkness, to me? so we could feel paradise safety in our hands, and for that minute we'd be free yes, we could feel paradise safety in our hands, and for that minute we'd be free
Stomp Stomp, on the sticky floor throw your drinks across beige walls these empty promise lands demand your full attention
Stomp Stomp, on the sticky floor throw your drinks across beige walls these empty promise lands demand your full attention, full attention