Testo Bright Lights Tom Mcrae
searching for an omen
looking for a sign
looking for the place I swore an oath of love undying
but I'm tired of this dull ache
this endless and fake parade
I'm gonna torch my name and my trade
run into the bright lights
run into the bright lights
run into the bright lights
run into the bright lights
so brother don't go back to funeral row
the streets have fallen silent
and the cross no longer glows
on funeral row
and I'm tired of this dark place
where hope dies and hope fades
I'm gonna leave these shadows behind
head into the bright lights
head into the bright lights
run into the bright lights
run into the bright lights
so come on, run, get your guitar
feed the flames and feed the fire
wishing things won't make them so
and the truth is, I refuse to go
shadows where the best things hide
you can't keep the brightest light
you can't keep the brightest light
you can't keep the blinding light