Sunlit and Ascending

Common places
Haunted past
With all the woods now gone
I knew it wouldn't last
All the faces are question marks
Up and down the street
Looking down the blockCommon places
Haunted rooms
Wandering inside
Contemplating doom
It marks are faces
When we don't smile
Don't get me out of bed
Lay here a whileSo come another day
Today I just can't
The faces are out there
This is our last chanceYou must
You must come out
You must
You must come out
You must
You must come out
You must
You must come out