Dark Age Desire

These days feel just like the dark age
Like we're just waiting for someone to turn on the lights
It's a rendezvous with deja vu
A message in a bottle for you
Trading precious metals for flower petals

We all feel the same
Waiting for the rain
(Turn on, turn on, turn on)

I don't care about your past
And I can't spend anymore nights waiting for the future
Like sands of the hourglass
The carousel of my dreams is slipping fast
All I want is now

We all feel the same
Waiting for the rain
Spinning the world around
Turning us upside down
All we want is now
All wе want is now
All we want is now
All we want is now

(Turn on, turn on, turn on)
(Turn on the lights)