Plastic Constellations (The)

Iron City Jungles
We are coming down, delivered safe by the sound We are coming down, we got our head in the clouds Our hearts in the sound Life's too short to not get down, to find a secret and live it out loud To take what's lost and make it found We got our heads in the clouds, please lead us safely around We won't believe, why you don't wake up free With your heart on your sleeves, and your mouth on a drink From the porch to the backseat, we can agree There's no point in relaxing when you can still breathe With the force of a backbeat, we'll run the streets If you swear you'll be happy, and you can agree That we are free It started with the four of us Then we can believe And a pocketful of choruses That we're all down for whatever's in store tonight We'll shake this town on to one side The freeways will all unwind And we won't fall in line From Letras Mania