Lights.

It seems like the sun has gone away
You don't want want to smile today
The air is a path we travel
Our skylines, over our cities
We don't see that you unravel

Turbulence and foreign air
Club fares and open wounds that tear
Our synthesized state of disrepair
We know this isn't where we belong
My neck tingles all too long

I know this face like the back of my hand
It was like we had this planned
Your warm embrace creates a smile
If only you were here, you're so worthwhile
Turn off these sights, I don't enjoy these heights
But darling, I love these lights.

-Tyler Stunna-