Everything is heavenly, a middle class suburban dream  Where everybody's nobody & everything is inbetween and just to set the scene...  Nothing happens every day & nothing matters anyway    Kill the lights, come on, come on  and when the day gets back you know we'll kill it as well some,  In the middle of a life gone wrong  In a kitchen sinker, singing the sunk soul song    Where everything is actual & nobody is left behind  And life is looking back until it's far enough away to find and just to pass the time...  Nothing happens every day & nothing matters anyway    Kill the lights, come on, come on  and when the day gets back you know we'll kill it as well some,  In the middle of a life gone wrong  In a kitchen sinker, singing the sunk soul song    I could've been somebody, been someone  I could've been somebody, anyone  And hoping that you got my letter  Close your eyes and dream it better  For age is old and youth is younger  But both are bound to drag you under