I came back from a firestorm
News from the deadzone
But I ripped up the info

I wore black like a widow
White noise in my headphones
Had a taste of some homegrown

I didn’t know
The tables could turn either side
I didn’t know
The dangers of red in that sky
It must have passed me by
I must have had been new

I got pushed in the wrong way
But I had a field day
I saw the villagers lead me
I was a hypnotized geek with just enough lean way
To grab my boots out the hallway

I didn’t know
That somehow the day was the night
I didn’t know
It was too close to see
I wasn’t sure
The shades of that red in the sky
I must have been new
I must have been so new
We covered up the tracks
There is no turning back
It is clear enough for anyone to see

The sounds of love breaking down
There are thousands around
But it was new to my ears
And I was new to those tears
Falling down