歌词
Sun's going down let's get together
On the bridge we'll meet up tonight
Black pants red sweatshirts and brown bags
Above the east river's northern lights
You see what I see, I thought it make believe
Watched the sun rise on my street
Old cement makes for a solid place to lay
Bed of light grey, my bed of light grey
While I know it's letters that can spell
I hear now it's words that can say
I decided to start writing less
And I'm talking more every day
Sixteen of our friends, a five seat bright red van
Curbside view turn off of Grand
Pound my steering wheel, we yell to the windshield
I'm finally home, I'm finally home
No time for cameras, we'll use our eyes instead
No time for cameras, we'll be gone when we're dead
No time for cameras, we'll use our eyes instead
I see flashes of gold
Every single car alarm we hear
We'll steal and throw through their window
My water comes straight from the tap
And those bottles are all just for show
I see that we're made of more then blood and bones
See we're made of sticks and stones
Don't forget to breathe, need locks for your keys
Don't forget to breathe now, forget to breathe now
No time for cameras, we'll use our eyes instead
No time for cameras, we'll be gone when we're dead
No time for cameras, we'll use our eyes instead
I see flashes of gold
No time for cameras, we'll use our eyes instead
No time for cameras, we'll be gone when we're dead
No time for cameras, we'll use our eyes instead
I see flashes of gold
No time for cameras, we'll use our eyes instead
No time for cameras, we'll be gone when we're dead
No time for cameras, we'll use our eyes instead
I see flashes of gold
Written by: Matt Kim
