Fire At Vocal Creek

All the diners in your town Shut their lights at certain times Drive around until you're bored We were stoned like last night Dreamt you died when I got home But you're alright you're alright Life's a mass grave to behold Broken lights all the time Your father talked about his days By the lake down the creek He said a fire took his taste Had no clue what that means The floorboards bent below your feet Where you stood where'd we meet By the dishes, I would clean The days blend into weeks Done with writing all about The better times ahead Done with knowing you are there But nothing's changed instead Your best friend married on a whim Said their vows at the lake Been a while since you last spoke She went clean your mistake Remembered mornings after school Stayed up late watching TV You couldn't handle waking life Had it on DVD