Ghost Town, America

Roam the streets, it's ours at night. Empty cities and full prime time. In their homes they comatose. We're living in a ghost town when darkness comes. Endless distractions saying stay inside. The terror level rising an excuse to hide. Pollutants in the air. We're breathing filtered waste. Cowering in your comfy home is where you will stay. "Wild in the streets" never meant so much. This town is empty and it's left to us. The days are useless, the night is ours. Light the match, set the town on fire. Ghost town America.