"Fire Engine Red" lyrics

"You talk funny, where're you from?"
"California"
"I hate California!"

Forgotten stories of excess both real and fiction
Too many hollow lives spent chasing benediction
We plummet to the earth like scores of fallen angels
Play out our tragedies on empty, weathered stages

But before we lose it all
The final curtain call
Conflicted and dejected

And dejected

Beware the opulence inherent in confusion
When reality's obscured by clouds of disillusion
Held under far too long by the weight of our existence
We labour fruitlessly against both time and distance

But before we lose it all
The final curtain call
Conflicted and dejected

What's in the past can't be undone
You've gotta separate to become one
Your indecision hides
The guilt just underneath your clouded eyes

So sick you'd sell your soul
For another fifteen-minute lie