With The Lights On lyrics

They grow up in fear

In a world of conformity

That is a snare shackling

Wings that will never soar

For tripfalls lie in store

Brought easily by the errant

Not wishing to travel alone

On a journey to confinement

So bravely they go to ruin

With words and acts absurd

Dollar store curb monuments

Washed away in a downpour

Like puppies to find comfort

Afraid of quiet, afraid of self

The television lulls them on

To sleep with the lights on