Letra da Música: Summer Lighting - Wafflehouse

I don't want to be the last one.
In said righteous line.
I choose my innocence.
Now its here to stay.
Racing silver the wide eyed horses.
Closed captioned for the hearing impaired.
Loosen the strain of the ceiling collapses (lapses).
Who would have bought into this trickery.
I'll see you today.
Is there anything sooner.
Falling into place now falling.
Place your hands now on my shoulders.
I think i'm becoming a night person.
Been kidnapped again now stolen.
Wake from sleep now you tseal my dreams.
With a look off the record i don't mind.