Texty: Deerhunter. Strange Lights.

What direction should we choose?

we're lost and still confused

I walk into the sun

with you the only one



The walk is taking days

the hours become days

the weeks turn into motnhs

we walk into the sun



so glad to have a guide

less lonely for a ride

and should this car ascend

at least im with a friend



In space all things are slow

the sound of speakrers blown

the silence fits the scene

the prince is now the king



we walk into the sun

we walk we cannot run

because walkings half the fun

we walk into the sun



and neon blurs my sight

I'm guided by strange lights

I'm rattled and im stunned

as i walk into the sun