Oh, my friends, what can I say?
In some strange year on an even stranger day
Well, I guess I've had some luck
But overall I felt like I've been stuck
Inside a department store
Where no one looked before they locked the door
So I'm waiting overnight
Consumed by love, just starving for the lightning
This soft summer we'll go find the brightening
The sky above some condo lakeshore might bring
The great reminder we've been looking for
Dead streets full of slush
Dead friends who eventually lost touch
Dream houses you might buy
On some part of town you deliberately drive by
Small talk just burns my ears
A solo walk across town turns my gears
Back to a hopeful mode
If I don't bust it I just might explode, dear
Thirty slushy lifetimes flush my right ear
Where I just sneeze some antifreeze and light beer
But I got reason to believe by next year
On a long drive home down Woodward we'll be free
Kids in a backyard ravine
Clinton Watershed snow, cold and clean
Trace a trail back to the fridge
From Krogers through misnomers like Quail Ridge
Middle-class lifetime galore
Midnight run to your sacred party store
Best case scenario
A hidden paradise where we can go
A subdivision full of friends
The sun sets low but the feeling never ends
Yeah, and something's gotta shake eventually
I know that, but who can wait a lifetime to break free?
It's all black
The sky above some condo lakeshore swallows Pontiac
The pre-storm song of sweetness sung for me