"Lights" is taken from the Blue Part.
Lights crashing down beneath our traffic souls. Time fluttering with the wind, sends his regards to all these sleepyheads coming back from wherever they didn't wanted to be. Traffic jam stuck in a spider web. Forgotten songs are about to appear in every minute. In every corner, eyes that hate light, whispering and whistling. Funeral march on a crossroad. Hands that wanted heat so much, they reached for the reflector in motion. Machine felt hell of a hunger. They told us we will glow, but with lights so heavy and us so blind, it's going to be street action painting.
released May 9, 2015
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