Текст песни
Night is calling out to me
Once again
Where have you been all these years
My friend
Living by the roads made by men
Living by the roads to the land
Which is now too late to defend
So let's just go on and pretend
We are like lightbulbs
Too hot to touch
Too fragile to hug
We are like lightbulbs
We are cool and warm
Too bright to look at
We’re comforted by our light in the dark
But mostly we tend to burn out
But mostly we tend to burn out
Never going to understand
This life
People hurting people from the
Inside
Working out the purpose of this
Working out the way that it is
Filling in checkboxes in lists
So let's just go on and clench our fists
We are like lightbulbs
Too hot to touch
Too fragile to hug
We are like lightbulbs
We are cool and warm
Too bright to look at
We’re comforted by our light in the dark
But mostly we tend to burn out
But mostly we tend to burn out
We are like lightbulbs
Too hot to touch
We are cool and warm
We are like lightbulbs
Too hot to touch
Too fragile to hug
We are like lightbulbs
We are cool and warm
Too bright to look at
We’re comforted by our light in the dark
But mostly we tend to burn out
But mostly we tend to burn out
But mostly we tend to burn out
