Song Length |
4:53 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary, Folk - Rock |
Lyrics
Little lights shine through windows as they walk,
hand in hand.
Bravely trusting every step they take together,
like pilgrims in a promised land.
And the cafe menus, drunks on the street,
snow paper-white on windshields.
The cold warmth of the night is so real,
they could be dreaming.
Dreaming like me.
And like a lost messiah tripping in the street
she holds him close and whispers in his ear.
"They told me heaven's just another social network site,
I can't take that, let's get away from here.
I want to be your Penelope,
your sacred Dulcinea.
'Cause now they know we know so let's go
before they drag us down."
No words tonight,
let's just hold on 'til what we have feels right.
Well he was never gonna let them the steal every sunrise,
you know you've gotta keep some for yourself.
You gotta let 'em know where their control turns to sand
and your soul is the ocean.
No words tonight,
let's just hold on 'til what we have feels right.
We can connect without words.
We can reflect each other.
Communicate on a level deeper than our words, singing:
La la la la la la la la.
And through the hiss of the TVs and online vultures
they carve a path and don't look back.
Envious, homeless runaways,
their eyes wild searchlights.
No words tonight,
let's just hold on 'til what we have feels right.