Collapsing New Buildings

You're comprised of two things
And that's all fine
You travel light and all over
Tired, bold, and done

Pack up your life in the suitcase of your father
Heed as you so helplessly consumed
So sold on the sights
And our building rights

Turn out right
It's so overkind
Come now and confess all inside, outside
When the light's all gone away

For those long nights awake
Ooh, It's all right