All the multi-colored lights light up
And take their place

Traffic accidents, incurable disease
Are just some of the things stopping me
From enjoying the safety of the window seat
Holiday lights outline bare branches of trees

Caller ID kills the mystery
And fate kills a poor man
But the doorman who holds all the keys
Says to me “What are you waiting for?”

All the colors of this spectrum
Are separate, are defined
And the lights that blink, year to year, they dare to hang there
Where you won’t be, on strings
I was once there and now I am not
I was once there and now I am not

All the good endings take too long
I prefer the bad ones that plunge into the depths
Of the deepest grief and sorrow with no hope for a morrow
I think I got it figured out this time

Agents sworn to secrecy
Know all the secrets surrounding
“Natural selection” dictates who gets picked to play
But you know in my pocket I house my empty wallet (so)

All the colors of this spectrum
Are separate, are defined
And the lights that blink, year to year, they dare to hang there
Where you won’t be, on strings
I was once there and now I am not
I was once there and now I am not

All the good endings take too long
I prefer the bad ones that plunge into the depths
Of the deepest grief and sorrow with no hope for a morrow
I think I got it figured out this time

Carcinogens and toxins
Always find a way into my lungs

All the good endings take too long
I prefer the bad ones that plunge into the depths
Of the deepest grief and sorrow with no hope for a morrow
I think I got it figured out this time

All the multi-colored lights light up
And take their place.