searching for an omen 

looking for a sign 

looking for the place I swore an oath of love undying 



but I'm tired of this dull ache 

this endless and fake parade 

I'm gonna torch my name and my trade 



run into the bright lights 

run into the bright lights 

run into the bright lights 

run into the bright lights 



so brother don't go back to funeral row 

the streets have fallen silent 

and the cross no longer glows 

on funeral row 



and I'm tired of this dark place 

where hope dies and hope fades 

I'm gonna leave these shadows behind 



head into the bright lights 

head into the bright lights 

run into the bright lights 

run into the bright lights 



so come on, run, get your guitar 

feed the flames and feed the fire 

wishing things won't make them so 

and the truth is, I refuse to go 



shadows where the best things hide 

you can't keep the brightest light 

you can't keep the brightest light 

you can't keep the blinding light