Pick a favorite star and save it 
Good morning sun, it sucks that you've made it 
With your lips turned blue without the taste of another's 
In this greyscale mocking it's followers 

To an empty hall where we all gather and follow 
That what bores us will never reflect what this 
Empty hall where no one sleeps at all 
Certainly never when there's feelings involved 

Dear autumn, this september, please remember me 
Cuz though I long and wish for florida, I'll never be back to stay 
Cuz on the road from california, I'll be back again one day 

Now everybody wants to write tragedies about this love, 
Well this love and that love 
Well the condescending redundance of these stars burn holes upon my head 
Ushering slides where wishes dissapear inside 

This empty hall where we all gather and follow 
That what bores us will never reflect what this 
Empty hall where no one sleeps at all and 
Certainly never when there's feelings involved 

Dear autumn, this september, please remember me 
Cuz though I long and wish for florida, I'll never be back to stay 
Cuz on the road from california, I'll be back one day...