Oh, Darci, Darci, don't look so sad. Don't let the daytime get you down. Because we will be wild like children. Once the black has veiled this sky. . No pushing buttons, no telling lies.
A chorus of car alarms, shoes on the power lines. Young kids stealing cars and having switchblade fights. Two little kids out selling lemonade in the sun.
You wanna call the shots. You talk the talk. You wanna ask for luck. And never lose your spot. . You're going all the way. What a daily chore. You gotta walk the walk.
This boy I know, he has a heart of glass. It is gold inside but it has crystalized. It is beautiful but in its tragedy. It is hard to hold without shattering.
When I was young. I used to sleep up in the garden. Wait to sneak in. When the house grew quiet. . Now that I'm grown. I can't seem to find it. There is no tall, tall grass.
The sun has passed from overhead. Let the night come in, let the night walk through your door. For every sleep spent in our beds. We will push our feet so hard, the room will tear.
One, two, three, four. . I was kidnapped real young by the sweet taste of love. Built a fondness for things that just weren't good enough. I cradled the crow, always shooed off the dove.
I bet you think we didnt know. Didnt even see the tides change. But its a small, small world, girl. Getting even smaller every day. . I bet you think we didnt know.
The scent of flowers in the crowded street. A lonely bell singing for passing feet. You may not come in here. . Sweaty day, dirty time to stand. Watch out mouth, hard argument.
One heart attack and you stumble lost into. A light you make so brightly false. And I watch as blood spills down your arm. And makes it's way to me. .
Well, the high school kids, they're all fucked up. Touching each other, oh my God. Yeah, and forty ounces was never enough. We want to pass out in your yard, we want to pass out.
Girl, I know the hall looks dark. And the storm, it seems so scary. Your face lit up on beats of lightning. You start, you start running. . And your eyes are like screaming.
Well, I swear that you came in the form of rain. That had frozen somewhere along its way. Through the evening sky. So the trees got tired and laid on the ground.
I, I went down walking. The sky was bright. Red flowers blooming. The sky was bright, so bright. . And I could hear that rock 'n' roll. Coming out your radio, that's right.
I've lived my life inside daydreams, lies. Imaginary friends, they always knew. Knew one day I'd leave, leave for good. . I'll give away this girl. Who tried to make you fall in love.
You fell down the stairs into my arms. And swiftly ran the other way. And I heard the steady swell of applause. For two drunk kids trying to figure out which way was home.
The feeling was psychic, passing through, electric. My palm against your fingers. Pressing needles through my wrist. Hearts meet, though we didn't speak of those things.
Sometimes I don't feel alright. Keeps me shaken up all night. And there's nothing I can do. But I wanna talk to you. . This shit's making me feel bad.
She homed with thieves. Kicked up dirty leaves. She was a maniac. No one's heart attack. . She got around. Slept on the bad side of town. She was cooler than you.
There's a yellow tree that no one sees. Where the water meets the land. The grass grows tall and the shadows fall. The blades cast a ghostly dance. . The banks are stained with blood and rain.