box up your gloves and your down coats, bound for the sun and the west coast

she says to meet her there, beside the power station, she said she'd let me stare

and there in the blacklight I could see the tatoos glowing on your body

under our blue skys, marbled skys, i found a home in your eyes

and while the seagulls are crying we fall but our souls are flying

like I could feel the future on your skin

nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old town