Woorden: Pretty Girls Make Graves. Elan Vital. Bullet Charm.

Sometime during the night
The black sky turned to dawn
And we covered our eyes
Dizzy from being up all night
You grabbed my hand
We ran outside
To the city not quite yet awake
And looked through autumn eyes
We're running through alleys
And kissing in doorways
The drops began to fall
And rain like tears upon my face
Like when we hopped a train
And huddled close just to keep warm in the rain
While the wind cut through the night
It was pitch throughout those whole woods
Can we call it what it is?
We're running through alleys
And kissing in doorways
I'm blinded by sunrise
There's light in your dark eyes