Last Light Signals

(woooh) Fluorescent glow on the concrete floor

Past curfew behind the heavy sliding door

You're still online and keeping score

You smile for the story but you want no more

Keep the screen in frame,

keep the angle wide

There's a secret that we shouldn't hide (let it slide)

Delete the screenshot, wash it clean

We are the ghosts of the late machine

Windows down, we're flying free But you meant none of it to

me

(no, none of it)

Loading dock under the pale moonlight A million pixels in the quiet

night That little picture with the light so bright You'll erase it

when the mood is right

Delete the screenshot, wash it clean

We are the ghosts of the late machine

Windows down, we're flying free

But you meant none of it to me (yeah) (ahhhh)