I prefer silence going to the city where I do not care
You may like Edens, Ike, Bishop for the Knight
Adlai E's not looking pretty
It's my way on the skyway
I hit the Dan and I'm done
Chasing your tails, shortcuts are fails
Only the freest way I'll run
Into the sun where my young days were done
Lake effect is blowing away my fun
The Daley tears will run down the faces of angels
On most Tuesdays I go East bound headed north of the downtown
South of Belmont avenue
The west subs are stuck in the middle age
That's why I never go
‘til we're done chop shopping the rocking
Seeing you at the next Haley's comet
Tell the logic, that our dog days are done
No more analyzing, we're flustered
This basement has lost its luster
We are fun
And blowing through the postman's legs I signal to the right
I corkscrew down the offramp and hit the lights, man
My baby screams at me, "Why don't you slow down?"
My baby screams in my direction

There's a place to be tonight
To see the sounds that you have only heard and make you right
You know you might be out too late
But what will you regret the most? Don't hesitate
I see a crowd outside the gate
Because everybody wants a chance to feel the weight
I can't quite see your face from here
But knowing that you're in this room
Makes the song sound ever clear
When I know what I have to be
When I won't get what I want
I want to pull inside a breath and look around to see what's left
Oh nothing, but the whitest waves crashing
And I'm stronger than my desires
When the lights dim my failures
To the beats end