City faces reveal more than you really want. Don’t try to make sense, where in the crowd have we ended up. These silver lights can be seen from the mountaintops. Stay warm by the eastern ledge. I’ll climb to you just don’t let me fall. All I need is to know that we can somehow figure that you and me belong on mountain ledges. Find a concept you can be fascinated by. No reaction can come after you plateau. On highway roads, we go sleepless when we drive. I’d rather be pulled by the current on a river until suddenly dreaming. Options to consider. When the time comes we will know if to put a filter on the stories we’re sending home. Troubles are minor don’t worry we’ll stay afloat. When the time comes we’ll know, but we’re staying afloat. Singing oh oh oh.