Arcade Fire

They heard me singing and they told me to stop
Quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock
These days, my life, I feel, it has no purpose
But late at night the feelings swim to the surface
Cause on the surface the city lights shine
They're calling at me, "Come and find 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