Underground Rain - CTRL

There’s a highway pointing north and south

It leads you past this broken old house

It’s the place that we used to play

Before the dreams took us all away

Over there is the dead end street

We’d park our cars and listen to beats

Radio signal in decay

Promised that we’d get away

Where are the people that I left?

Where is the town I once called home?

Am I a prisoner of the past?

Or am I lost?

for now I’ll roam