Victims of the Age

Asphalt ocean roars
At islands with rubber wheels
City kid can’t keep on even keel
Neon world says, «Gotcha»
Heart says, «No, no no
Don’t be swimming in the undertow»
Caught between these voices
The sirens and the sage
One too many choices
For the victims of the age
The radio says, «I love you»
The street says, «That's a lie»
Billboard says, «Give anything a try»
Sidewalks don’t say nothing
Streetlights don’t ask why
Could stars be screaming in the evening sky?
Caught between these voices
The sirens and the sage
One too many choices
For the victims of the age
Oh caught between these voices
The sirens and the sage
One too many choices
For the victims of the age
Caught between these voices
The sirens and the sage
One too many choices
For the victims of the age