Jonathan - Sean Rowe

The stars were tripping on a Tuesday night

I didn’t know that it was cold

I got so high that the seasons changed

I watched the silver turn to gold

I drank my life, I was chasing it down

It didn’t have no place to go

I shoulda known I woke the devil up

I shoulda heard the engine groan

The road was shaking but my hands were still

The lights were dancing on their own

I lit the dash I took my sun glasses off

I like to see that fucker glow

Remember after school at the Schuyler Park

Trading in our stories for the dark

In our heads in our own way

Remember Megan with her makeup off

She made us dream, she got us off

It was good that she moved away

I took a right onto Maple Hill

Somebody laughing in the wind

I should’ve felt the rain on my left hand

I should’ve heard the devil grin

Lightning came from the other side

I could feel the steel explode

The sound of thunder covered up my eyes

An angel screaming in my nose

The moon was raining down broken glass

The sky was covered up in blood

I didn’t know I left the radio on

Until I heard it singing from the mud

Then I saw them standing 'round this little boy

Pale blue skin in his corduroy

Pumping his life they were holding on

Then I heard the walls as they began to weep

His naked body had gone to sleep

I saw an old woman hit the floor

My head was gone, but my clothes were on

I left my body in the car

I listened hard for the voice of God

I didn’t hear nothing at all

It was a sunset like I never seen

I could almost see the end

I tried to reach it but I blew it away

Then it all turned black again

And I was a runner more than half my life

I was a track star back in '95

I was full almost a man

And I had a girlfriend back before I died

The peeled her off from my wounded side

I could feel her empty hands