Passerby

I can see in the lightning bugs haze.
I can see in the part of our brains we forget that we have.
It makes me wonder if.
And electricity connects to nothing.
And electricity connects to something.
I'm moving towards the only person walking down the street.
She's got the only face that you're ever gonna meet.
Black and white.
Passerby.
Passerby in the night.
And electricity connects to nothing.
And electricity connects to something.
Sparks fly by in the sky tonight.
Sparks fly by in the sky tonight.
She's only going forward.
It's not what I was taught.
I'm only getting older and it's nothing but my own fault.