All the TVs in Town
BRETT SPARKS, RENNIE S SPARKS
You can't see the stars above the city skyline
But sometimes the air shines like gold under the yellow streetlights
The psychotics in the park howling up at the sky
And the silent airplanes slowly drifting by
Sometimes it all seems to glow as bright
As the light from all the TVs in town
Sometimes it all seems to glow as bright
As the light from all the TVs in town
But when I wake up scared in those still summer nights
When the air hangs like snakes around flashing neon signs
It seems like there's nothing along these broken roads
But blinking lights on creaking metal poles
Like a thousand crying eyes dropping tears
In the light from all the TVs in town
Tears in the light from all the TVs in town