We rode our bikes to the nearest park,
Sat under the swings and kissed in the dark.
You shield my eyes, from the police lights,
We run away, but we don’t know why.
Black river; your city lights shine,
They’re screaming at us, “We don’t need your kind”
Sometimes I wonder if the world’s so small.
That we can never get away from the sprawl.
Living in the sprawl, dead shopping malls rise,
Like mountains beyond mountains,
And there’s no end in sight.
I need the darkness, someone please cut the lights…
Arcade Fire - Sprawl II (Mountains Beyond Mountains)