Driveways Are Cold

Title: Driveways Are Cold Artist: Black Thread Union [Intro] [Verse 1] I saw the blue light bleeding through number four A three-second shadow moving past the door We’ve lived on this block for seven damn years And I still don’t know the man’s name or his fears The app on my phone says the street isn’t safe Keep tracking the movement, keep guarding the space We check the ring camera for ghosts in the yard While the ice in our chest makes the whole world go hard [Pre-Chorus] Porch lights are dead Deadbolts are thrown A subdivision Of the completely alone We traded real blood For digital air And wonder why Nobody’s fucking there [Chorus] The blinds are pulled tight And the driveways are cold The loneliest stories Are the ones never told We locked every door Just to stay in the grid And forgot how to care What the neighborhood did Look at the street Look at the frost Tell me the price Of the people we lost The driveways are cold [Verse 2] The old man at number thirty was dead for a week Before anyone noticed the smell in the heat The grass kept growing, the sprinkler ran fine An automated life on a synchronized line We’re safe in our bunkers We’re clean in our sheets With a three-hundred-thousand-dollar mortgage on peace Nobody’s looking through the windowpane To see who the hell is dying out in the rain [Pre-Chorus] Porch lights are dead Deadbolts are thrown A subdivision Of the completely alone We traded real blood For digital air And wonder why Nobody’s fucking there [Chorus] The blinds are pulled tight And the driveways are cold The loneliest stories Are the ones never told We locked every door Just to stay in the grid And forgot how to care What the neighborhood did Look at the street Look at the frost Tell me the price Of the people we lost The driveways are cold [Bridge] I don’t know who bleeds On my left or my right We just share the same concrete Under the night If I fell through the floor If I went off the track It’s just a red notification That never comes back It never comes back [Final Chorus] The blinds are pulled tight And the driveways are cold The loneliest stories Are the ones never told We locked every door Just to stay in the grid And forgot how to care What the neighborhood did Look at the street Look at the frost The driveways are cold The driveways are cold [Outro]