Can you leave the lights on when the party's over
Cause there ain't nothing difficult as startin' over
Windows open, night breeze, warm October
I still can't sleep and I'm like four months sober
Close my eyes and I toss and turn
Stressin' over every bar and every word
Pages in the trash like I'ma let them burn
Hopin' I can give y'all something y'all ain't heard
Cause it's gettin' difficult to write right now
I hold this pencil like a vice grip now
And I'm feelin' dizzy like I might sit down
If I release this, will it make y'all proud
You see, my grandpa died and his dream died with him
And my whole family said he's cursed with the rhythm
Hope that heavenly chorus gon' let him in
Cause the worst thing about death is that our dreams all end
Lights on
Can you leave the lights on
Can you leave the lights on when the party's over
Cause there ain't nothing difficult as startin' over
Windows open, night breeze, warm October
I still can't sleep and I'm like four months sober
You see, I've written before, but this time it feels different
I might've found a flow or a wave in the rhythm
And it's a curse to me that I write these things
Cause I wish that I didn't have to chase these dreams
But I thank God for the blessings that surrounded me
Know I got a little family lookin' down on me
Hey grandpa, I'ma make y'all proud
I wish I would've taken all those phone calls now
But you're gone and I won't let the dream die with you
Genetically linked, like that's a spiritual issue
The music is within me from the cell to the tissue
I'ma leave the light on and I'm always gon' miss you