Dispatch And Rescue

Sleepless, the clouded mind

I can't see anything

But your broken face match your falling star

I'm colder than the ice caps, but you're melting

Melting away

Dispatcher on the line

I'm on it who needs rescue?

Where falling stars go to die

We'll need back up

We'll need back up

Follow the tail lights right back to the street

Where we grew up with intentions to light up our streets

If only we could focus,

Oh we've lost focus,

Don't lose focus, or you'll never make it out alive

Dispatcher's on the line

Dispatcher on the line