Power Lines

Your vision's got an instinct to be blurred Stop off for a drink heading home from work The rhythm needs release, I understand Cause it takes a lot of effort to look like You wanna walk a straight line all your life It's time to let yourself get out of hand But after midnight After midnight I'm starting to suspect there's someone else Going by the name you call yourself Kissing in hotel rooms after dark You don't have to say you know what it's like Buzzing like a knocked down power line Blurred out all the edges, counting sparks But after midnight After midnight When it feels right You forget what you were Freaked out and uptight The years start to blur