Trunklight Anthem
Yellow halide light on a silent lane
Checking the plastic badge once again
Scratching out the lines till they read real dry
Beside a rental hatchback under the sky
Trunk wide open, cold wind blows He writes it down,
that's how it goes
(no emotion, no spark left)
Running on the empty freeway line!
Chasing down a spark we left behind!
(woah-oh-oh) Where the asphalt meets the heavy dark!
Check it twice, make sure it's plain Erase the fire,
embrace the rain
No wild details, just the serial code
Beside the open boot on the side of the road
Trunk wide open, cold wind blows We rewrite the lines to a
song nobody knows
Running on the empty freeway line!
Chasing down a spark we left behind!
(woah-oh-oh) Where the asphalt meets the heavy dark!
Checking the lines once more