Isolations, dotted lines
Seas of concrete, wild eyes
Streaking colors, blurred to one
Always moving, blinding sun
Blinding sun
Coldest comfort, safety glass
Seasons turning, dying grass
California, gilded crowns
Idle workers, counting down

Down, down
Sound, sound
And be free, free
With doors unlocked and open
Doors unlocked and open

Coldest comfort, safety glass
Seasons turning, dying grass
California, gilded crowns
Idle workers, counting down

Down, down
Sound, sound
Down, down
Sound, sound
Down, down
Sound, sound
And be free, free
With doors unlocked and open
Doors unlocked and open
Down, down
Sound, sound
And be free, free
With doors unlocked and open
Doors unlocked and open