Ride with you tonight, I'll ride forever There's no way to predict this kind of weather Ashes fall to earth, words are severed Feathers turn to weighted iron pillars Midway park Streetlights shine on a road that is dark Down on the graves Where we'll lie. We'll lie. We'll lie. Think of you tonight, I'll think forever There's no way to predict this kind of weather Ashes fall to earth, words are severed Feathers turn to broken beads and pillars Midway park Streetlights shine on a road that is dark Down on the graves We'll lie. Where we'll lie. We'll lie. Don't tell the truth, we'll lie Just lie. Don't tell the truth Just lie.