John Vanderslice Streetlights Lyrics

I booked a room up on the 31st and climbed out, onto the window ledge
Walked past, out past the awning, a warm night in early September
And high above the city and all of its bad blood, the lights spreading out to the
Lake shore, what is the color, a yellowish decaying orange

It's like you dropped a chandelier in honey
And turned it on
Like a minor 6th, it's sad and hopeful mixed That color near, it's amber dear and so it goes, on and on

I climbed back in the window and rode the glass elevator down
And walked out into the wild night, the lights oh what is the color

It's like you dropped a chandelier in honey
And turned it on
Like a minor 6th, it's sad and hopeful mixed
That color near, it's amber dear and so it goes, on and on

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