Saturday Looks Good To Me Ambulance
I don't know if I can find a way to keep
All the secrets that you told me in your sleep
And I'm amazed that you still find the space to dream
In the shadows of a town made out of thieves
Who would drown the sound of history repeating
With the ambulances screaming up the street
So sing to me
Don't let me fall asleep to the sound of cold machines
Or the smell of gasoline
Or the weight of destiny
Don't make me wait
I've been waiting here all night
I've been waiting my whole life
Somewhere the ghosts of factory workers dance
With the ghosts of kids who never had a chance
And we still hear it out our window every night
