Sitting on the 908

City sleeps while I’m awake,

But all of my senses lead me blue All of the faces look like you

A million eyes on billboard frames All crying out for what we crave Oh but I’m begging for some truth

Out of the white noise

Into your bright eyes

Is there a feeling this could change?

Out of the darkness into the colour

You’ll see me again

Beating feet upon my faith

There’s pleading eyes that hold my gaze Oh are we bound for better days?

Oh can you show me better ways?

Out of the white noise

Into your bright eyes

Is there a feeling this could change?

Out of the darkness into the colour

You’ll see me again

They sold a broken dream

All aboard the new machine,

I know what isn’t real, what isn’t real, what isn’t real

We must hold a steady stream on embers and an open seas I run I run I run run I run

Out of the white noise

Into your bright eyes

Is there a feeling this could change?

Out of my darkness into the colour

Where you’ll see me again

You’ll see me