It's five waler be the morning timeand my brain is all on you
My brain is all on you with my back
Tired from the games you've played
We ran through avenues and we shared our time and fruit
Sharing stories coldest in detroit
But warm when you're in my arms
We went roaming to the holy lighthouse
To smoke and shine a light upon your face
Oh look at the glow your spark
We're locked around so far no more the city's dark
Desires burning hard
We lay upon the floor
I try to pickyou are the best
And we cast in the morning light
Saint angels parking lot
And we cast and we cast in
Saint angels parking
Saint angel's parking lot
And we cast and we cast in
Saint angels parking lot
Saint angels marching on
He was a flower
She was a flower child
She was a flower child child
