I think today might be the perfect day to die
Cherry blossoms line the street and contrails cut the sky
I won't lie
You're not wrong
I've heard
It gets quiet when the lights turn off
It's odd to watch yourself fall
I guess I was the one that said it's done
Next day I ducked out for six months
The sun it fell and on and on
And on and on and on and on
I won't lie
You're not wrong
I've heard
It gets quiet when the lights turn off
You're not wrong
It's quiet when the lights are off