Song Description

"Dallas" captures a feeling of wandering ennui, as the singer rides through the city streets, contemplating the end of a relationship. Not wanting to go home, he drinks in the bustle of the metropolis on a hot summer night. Staring at the buildings, he wants to scale them, climbing into the soaring heights, to be the master of his own fate, "an architect of the night."

Lyrics

I ride at night
Under the sweet city light
I'm on bike
And I ain't goin' home
Got a place
Where I feel a little safe
Out on the street
When I'm riding all alone
Don't need much
To mean that much to me

The summer air
There's a poetry there
Like a melody hiding
A friend confiding
When you're all alone
And you just can't sleep
What's underneath
Get's you down
Slips away
In the motorcade's perfume

And all I want is to fly
I climb so high
I ride through the demon night
Like the last man alive
Climb to the neon heights
An architect of the night
An architect of the night

Take my hand
Take my home
Take everything I've ever known
Lift me up
Let me down
Yes I've lost my way
But today, today I'm found

I don't need any mutiny circus
Nothing is worth this
To be that tame
Should I fall on my knees
Or fall to the ground
Just to appease
The baying of the hounds
Can't explain
Just ain't the same no more

And all I want is to fly
I climb so high
I ride through the demon night
Like the last man alive
Climb to the neon heights
An architect of the night
Ride through the demon night
Like the last man alive
Climb to the neon heights
An architect of the night
An architect of the night