All the lights are on, but it's empty. As I look out onto the city there's a stillness to the miles. There's so much life out there, but there's no one left to chase it. It's all going to waste on kids who'd rather play inside

And as we're going through the motions for the hundredth time. Reminded we're alone. Stressed out in your prime

Strange times. Yeah, I can feel the pressure building. Coming in from every side. There's too much life in you so they'll try their best to tame it, but you've seen too much and now your eyes are open wide

Open. But the wool's still there on your eyes. Locked up in your prime

If you still wanted to you'd make time

And as we’re going through the motions for the hundredth time. Reminded we're alone. Stressed out in our prime