Craig McClune - Nightblindness lyrics

A million to one outsiders Night blindness Can't see your bright eyes - or what the time is Twenty five past eternity Here listening to the sirens Coming closer, now further away What we gonna do when the money runs out? I wish that there was something left to say Where we gonna find the eyes to see a brighter day? I'm sick of all the same old answers Last chances, cold stones Propping mountains up on matchsticks Dragging baskets full of bones And honey please don't stop your talking 'Cause there's a feeling won't leave me alone What we gonna do when the money runs out? I wish that there was something I could say How we gonna find the eyes to see a brighter day? What we gonna do when the money runs out? I wish that there was something left to say How we gonna find the eyes to see a brighter day A brighter day A brighter day