in my old dark house alone listening to the jet planes go most think about sex but some think about saving the world weve got people in the sky all wondering why it twirls in my old dark house sleeping listening to the sirens beeping i dont think i know how to not think about all that happens one day youre in love the next day you are in an ambulance but the traffics never gone from the street and im dreaming about the passenger seat no ones really up for believing in a life thats really worth living in between gonna walk all night in the forest when you dont bring a gun bird sing chorus ill get lost in the trees its safer than the streets these days when you get stalked like prey youll forever walk away from violence but the traffics never gone from the street and im dreaming about the passenger seat no ones really up for believing in a life thats really worth living but the traffics never gone from the street and im dreaming about the passenger seat no ones really up for believing in a life thats really worth living
['ambient folk']