There's a light on in your house but no one's home, no one to come out and play
Afterglow from an aircraft as it disappears, a shooting star making it's way
You know that I love you. The room you use. Your heart, your hands to design
I'll absorb your finale as it lines you up to press out the last of your light
There's a way to find connection if a fuse has burned and we seem to be drifting apart
As the cell conversation finds in the end we're defensively holding our hearts
In the hills of Mondolkiri where the dust is long and red
Isolation's hard to score from elusive direction
I'll think of you but the world's not the same anymore
The ugliness of ignorance. Illumination's gone
The emptiness we lean against, I'll never take it on
With all we buy to justify holding on too tight
Define your muse, declare your love
And thank your lucky stars for light
Torch the great undecided and instigate a method to form a new prize
With a shadow behind us the sun it appears to expose our useless disguise
An addiction to frustration, an awkward cause to eliminate light from the field
It's not a secret operation or a charity, just a habit I can't seem to yield
The ugliness of ignorance. Illumination's gone
The emptiness we lean against, I'll never take it on
With all we buy to justify holding on too tight
Define your muse, declare your love
And thank your lucky stars for light