Lyric

White lights on the pavement

Making everyone look clean

I’m holding my green cup

Like a prop in a dream

The paper bag bends soft

Against my bare hand

I checked the called car twice

Still I don’t know where I land

All that wellness talk

On the wall by the door

All those perfect faces

Still asking for more

I taste the expensive fruit

And nothing feels new

I look at my reflection

It looks past me too

Erewhon Parking Lot at Midnight

I’m still here, still unsaved

Erewhon Parking Lot at Midnight

Pretty on the outside, I fade

White lights keep on watching

While I wait by the curb

Erewhon Parking Lot at Midnight

Say my name, if you heard

Cold paper, warm fingers

Receipt in the bag

Mango, ginger, protein

All of it tastes sad

The driver name pops up

Then disappears again

I stand with my shoulders

Like I’m borrowing them

All that wellness talk

On the wall by the door

All those perfect faces

Still asking for more

I spent too much to feel

Like I’d finally arrive

But the ride never came

And I’m only half-alive

Erewhon Parking Lot at Midnight

I’m still here, still unsaved

Erewhon Parking Lot at Midnight

Pretty on the outside, I fade

White lights keep on watching

While I wait by the curb

Erewhon Parking Lot at Midnight

Say my name, if you heard

Maybe that’s the joke

I can buy the gold lid

Buy the bright green promise

But not what it did

I leave with a paper bag

And a face I can’t place

Same clean little feeling

And the same empty space

Erewhon Parking Lot at Midnight

I’m still here, still unsaved

Erewhon Parking Lot at Midnight

Pretty on the outside, I fade

White lights keep on watching

While I wait by the curb

Erewhon Parking Lot at Midnight

Say my name, if you heard