Sometime around eleven o'clock
I stumbled around the block
Trying to get my head sorted out
All these neon signs
I think I'm losing my mind
I wonder what we'll find
If we just leave this all behind...
These objects in the mirror
Are closer than they appear
Soon they will disappear
No matter where you are, you are here
All these highway signs
I think I'm losing my mind
I don't know what we'll find
When we just leave this all behind...
Home is a house in the dark
The rough stone that makes you sharp
Don't let it fall apart
Don't want to go back to the start
All these warning signs
I think I'm losing my mind
I don't know what we'll find
If we don't leave this all behind…
