Glo

Written September 11, 2013 Well I was just a boy Living down in San Fransisco In the city by the bay And I wanted more from life Than my childhood could give Every time I crossed a bridge The whole town burned to the ground And then one day I met you down by the blood bank In that sketchy part of town Where the hipsters turn around And drugs roam free Just like you and just like me Just like how we used to be You are my archangel You sing to me, Gabriel You tell me where to find The gravel on the street And you hold me to the ground When I hear Peter call for me And the lights rush to the scene As I lie here in the alley Sweet dreams of crystal valleys Waltz deep within my mind As the canvas fades to black And the vultures sweep below Much like falling dominoes Set in motion by the glo