Wide awake in the candlelight. Stoned straight, crashing ocean wave. Patterns and sunset in their prime. Shoulder demons tell me how to lie. When it matters, when it matters, oh.
Yeah, between the doors, shakin' heads. And thinking light about who you're with, where you are. Blue lightning hittin' trees and lighting roads. Won't let me get too down.
There they are. Alive, on the move, pretty young,. Still unproven though they love. Restless young zeroes in a haze. Of reckless blind faith taking their.