[No way home]

[A glittering hill of city lights
fireworks and lightning
break up the night
We'll stay up late
and rise to the fight
there's no way home from here.

A lonely lit window
in a world of dark;
three tossing trees
in a stony meadow
Those easy days:
long-gone, long-past
there's no way home from here.

That dusty road
and the dented car
and the way we drove
(too fast, too far)
The blown-out tire
and the raging truck
there's no way home from here.]