And you never called
No, you never called
I keep the pictures on the wall
They make me feel less small

I play our kisses on the hall
I see your lips carved on the wall
Where I stood without a view

And I'm ever old
How I’m ever old
I pick the pieces from the floor
They make me feel so small

I keep depictions of the war
On a roadside, on the floor

I’m sleeping with the lights on
Sleeping with the lights on
Tonight, we’re sleeping with the lights on

Sleeping with the lights on
Sleeping with the lights on
Tonight, we’re sleeping with the lights

I said I’m never tired
Well, I’m never not
Said I’m a little tired
Of the little box
Tonight we’re sleeping with the lights


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Hunted Lights song meanings
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