Absolute last

I don't want to look outside again

I don't want to see where I still live

I don't want to walk my street again

I don't want to remember it

Diamonds are made in the time it takes

For me to explain again

Holding down absolute last

I don't want to see city lights again

The way they shine words in my mind

I don't want to see the night sky again

stars locked away in l.a. til they die

cars are free free to fly

fly through trees the trees and i

nightingales far apart

take the wheel a brand new start

songs begin to fill the air

fill the air when you're not there

come and hear the town drunk wail

he's singing hold on hold on…to me