Pa-cif-ic Sun_you should have warned us it gets so cold here, and the night
can freeze before you set it fire. And our flares go un-no-ticed di-min-
ished fad-ed just as soon as they are fired. We are._ We are_ in-trigued.
We are._ We are._in-vis-ible. Oh how we've shouted, how we've screamed,
take notice, take interest, take me with you. But all our fears fall on
deaf ears tonight. They're burning the roads they built to lead us to
the light and blinding our hearts with their shining lies, while closing
our cas----kets cold and tight. But I'm dying to live.