Strange Lights
Bradford Cox
What direction should we choose?
we're lost and still confused
I walk into the sun
with you the only one
The walk is taking days
the hours become days
the weeks turn into motnhs
we walk into the sun
so glad to have a guide
less lonely for a ride
and should this car ascend
at least im with a friend
In space all things are slow
the sound of speakrers blown
the silence fits the scene
the prince is now the king
we walk into the sun
we walk we cannot run
because walkings half the fun
we walk into the sun
and neon blurs my sight
I'm guided by strange lights
I'm rattled and im stunned
as i walk into the sun