We've had this conversation before Scraped our knees on the concrete below Burning in fluorescence, I can't see straight Streetlights clutter the stars, & I've lost North But I'll pray for a blackout, But I'll pray for dark You've found solace in number and steel Traded your rust for a new song to sing Burning in fluorescence, I can't see straight Streetlights clutter the stars, & I've lost North But I'll pray for a blackout, But I'll pray for dark