Face down, in the LA curbside endings, With the ones and zeros. downtown was the perfect place to hide.
The last star that i saw last night was a headlight, of a man-made sky-but, man-made never made our dreams collide.
Here we are now, with the falling sky and the rain, we're awakening!
Maybe it's called ambition, you've been talking in your sleep, about a dream, We're awakening!
