Falling Downtown City Spectrum

There's a boy and a street sign
and a thousand downtown lights.

Everything I said was true.

Baby, you know that no matter
how hard I tried,
I never forgot that night.

Maybe it was the way the smoke
danced off our faces.
But for one place in time,
I felt like we understood each other.

It's not that we pretend to be happy,
it's that we don't pretend to laugh.
The half-hearted efforts
of talking things through
never met up to all the hype around it.

I never found that cigarette
that represented life.
I wanted to burn it out.

I think we should pretend for a while
and see if it manifests.
Maybe we can learn to smile.

Because we're standing here
just looking at the pavement.

I'm dancing around the words in my head.

I wonder how long
it will take
before we fall back to the stars.

Maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me.