Silversun Pickups

Little lights
Are over exposing the highlight
Marks on the floor
When aligned right
Lead to the door of a place that
Seemed somewhat exposed till now
I’m back
And punching the air
A sneak attack
To disrupt the smear on the laid tracks
I left when I broke off the pavement
I still should be the on I supose
In a new skin I'm ready to spill
What I'm never willing to share
I disable the muscles and bones
So they won't try
To walk on the road
Now I stand here
Nothing to hide like the new born
Hungry and wild
But the ground I want to explore
Doesn't feel like before