when i was a kid, i can do it alone. i can ruin it well 
and say i'm doing it well. the light and the storm, 
creeping out on the floor. i can see it in you, i can 
feel it in me. the nerve to go and call a house a home. 
so do the man a favor and get gone. i know the land is 
ready now to die. can we go back to the lighthouse? can 
we go back to the garden? can we go back to the 
lighthouse? can we go back to the lighthouse? can we go 
back to the lighthouse? can we go back tonight, in 
memory, of all the things that we one were. and as the 
diamond cuts in half like i do, i do it too. oh, i know 
where you fucking go when you need to be alone. and i can 
say i called it quits, but i nearly followed you home. 
oh, the brazen way, we go we go we go. and how the 
monsters on the rise have slowly gotten better better 
better better better better better i'm not getting better 
better better better better better we can make this go 
away go away go away go away go away go away whats the 
fucking battle on battle on battle on battle on babylon 
babylon babylon. we can sway with all dead kids and hold 
their arms and laugh like this. i laugh like this. i 
laugh like this. i laugh like this. i laugh like this. 
can we go back to the lighthouse?