Loud Balcony Toast

Your phone

lights up past two

Another message from you

On a high-rise balcony looking down

At all the faces we used to know in town

Raise the red plastic cup to the sky

Turning it up as the hours slide by

No regrets on the concrete ledge

Late night calls, turn the volume high

We are looking down from the balcony sky

Late night calls, raise a glass tonight (yeah)

Neighbors complaining we play it too loud

But we are ignoring the streets and the crowd

Plastic cup toast to the things we outgrew Under the dark but

we are shiny and new

Late night calls, turn the volume high

We are looking down from the balcony sky

Late night calls, raise a glass tonight

Late night calls... (turn the volume high)