A Night Without Cars

Picture this: a falling star
The (door) is guidestring
The two of us are holding fast
Where will the fall leave us?

You were a prisoner
And so was I
Well, there’s a hunter
That opened my eyes
To the arms of a thread that’s real
This is our burden

We've got find another way out
If there are no such things as walls
You are not a prisoner at all
Another way out
Yeah, there is nothing holding you
So run like a (cannon ball?)

Picture this: a night without cars
Just hugs and long legs *
The two of us are horned and proud
The city is ours again

You were a prisoner
And so was I
Well there’s a hunter
That opened my eyes
To the arms of a thread that’s real
This is our burden

We've got to find another way out
If there are no such things as walls
You are not a prisoner at all
There is nothing holding you
So run like a (cannon ball)

Another way out
If there are no such things as walls
You are not a prisoner at all
Another way out
There is nothing holding you
So run like a (cannon ball)
Wall.

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