Everything is heavenly, a middle class suburban dream

Where everybody's nobody & everything is inbetween and just to set the scene...

Nothing happens every day & nothing matters anyway



Kill the lights, come on, come on

and when the day gets back you know we'll kill it as well some,

In the middle of a life gone wrong

In a kitchen sinker, singing the sunk soul song



Where everything is actual & nobody is left behind

And life is looking back until it's far enough away to find and just to pass the time...

Nothing happens every day & nothing matters anyway



Kill the lights, come on, come on

and when the day gets back you know we'll kill it as well some,

In the middle of a life gone wrong

In a kitchen sinker, singing the sunk soul song



I could've been somebody, been someone

I could've been somebody, anyone

And hoping that you got my letter

Close your eyes and dream it better

For age is old and youth is younger

But both are bound to drag you under