Sleepy Towns and Cemeteries

[Verse 1]
He casts the kind of glow only a city knows
Light creeping into the coffin of these sleepy suburban homes
He's so alive in the places, everyone here has a hole
Bury myself in the front lawn, hope he'll come dig up my bones

[Verse 2]
Streets here are cemeteries
They feel alive when they’re dead
He wakes up all of the skeletons
Every time I look at him

He reminds me beautiful things
Can come from something ugly
Flowers grow amongst the weeds
Good things have come from nothing

[Outro]
He casts the kind of glow only a city knows
He's so alive in the places, everyone here has a hole
He casts the kind of glow only a city knows
He's so alive in the places, everyone here has a hole