Shift Reel

(mmmmm-hmmmmm) A silver bracelet left behind

Another name I didn't mind

Under the vending machine glow

Waiting on the night to go

In the back seat,

staring out

Windows down, we have no doubt (ooh-ooh)

Oh,

let the headlights lead the way!

We are running from the day!

Yeah, we're breaking through the wall!

(hey, hey!)

Shift change at the edge of town

We roll the heavy windows down

Humming tunes we used to play

Watching concrete turn to grey

Oh, let the headlights lead the way!

We are running from the day!

Yeah, we're breaking through the wall!

(oh yeah!)