DESCRIPTION:
The 9th track of the album "The Pursuit Begins When This Portrayal of Life Ends" by Evans Blue.

Evans Blue Playlist:
http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=5D419EAFF73FAF2A

Lyrics:
I would fill dark rooms with your word for light and,
It's not quite as pretty as the pictures you painted,
But those were just afterthoughts and all your feats are after us.
I think they're after our heads.

Dear Lucid,
My time is right to dance away.
Let the bullets fly.
You know they come so close.
I'll bet they put something in the air tonight,
Just to light your face.

Now bolts of the sky like, are fireworks just like,
The ones that ignited the first time our eyes met,
But this time it's over wars, your payback, you're wanting more.
Its gonna make this all over for us.

Dear Lucid,
Your time is right to dance away.
Let the bullets fly.
You know they come so close.
I'll bet they put something in the air tonight,
Just to light your face.

Dear Lucid,
Our time is right now.
(Dance away, let the bullets fly.)
(You know they come so close.)
Perfect, this impossibility.
(I'll bet they put something in the air tonight.)
Oh, and it's crushing our throat.
(So we could dance away.)
Will you fight for your agenda,
(Let the bullets fly.)
Or will you fight for air?

Dance away, let the bullet fly.
You know they come so close.
I'll bet they put something in the air tonight,
So we could dance away.
Let the bullets fly.
I know they look so close.
I'll bet they put something in the air tonight,
Just to light your face.
Dear Lucid.