Last Light Reckoning

Streetlights cutting through the harbor cold

Another bad choice that I bought and sold

Got some new scars on my knuckles tonight

Just trying to stay on the left side of right

And the chest is getting tight

But we're running out of night

We make it home before the sun!

(Before the sun!) We crawl,

we fight, we run!

(We run!)

Shoes are ruined and my knuckles bleed

But I got everything I'll ever need

We're crossing over the county line

Taking back what was yours and mine

No more hiding in the dark

No more fading to a spark

We make it home

before the sun!

(Before the sun!) We crawl,

we fight, we run!

(We run!)

Before the sun...

(Yeah, we make it home)