the stars were tripping on a tuesday night i didn t know that it was cold i got so high that the seasons changed i watched the silver turn to gold i drank my life i was chasing it down it didn t have no place to go i shoulda known i woke the devil up i shoulda heard the engine groan the road was shaking but my hands were still the lights were dancing on their own i lit the dash i took my sun glasses off i like to see that fucker glow remember after school at the schuyler park trading in our stories for the dark in our heads in our own way remember megan with her makeup off she made us dream she got us off it was good that she moved away i took a right onto maple hill somebody laughing in the wind i should ve felt the rain on my left hand i should ve heard the devil grin lightning came from the other side i could feel the steel explode the sound of thunder covered up my eyes an angel screaming in my nose the moon was raining down broken glass the sky was covered up in blood i didn t know i left the radio on until i heard it singing from the mud then i saw them standing round this little boy pale blue skin in his corduroy pumping his life they were holding on then i heard the walls as they began to weep his naked body had gone to sleep i saw an old woman hit the floor my head was gone but my clothes were on i left my body in the car i listened hard for the voice of god i didn t hear nothing at all it was a sunset like i never seen i could almost see the end i tried to reach it but i blew it away then it all turned black again and i was a runner more than half my life i was a track star back in 95 i was full almost a man and i had a girlfriend back before i died the peeled her off from my wounded side i could feel her empty hands