They raised the parking rate
And I lost my way the day the engine died
Now we bow our heads to raise the dead
It may just take all weekend to change their minds
We waited all damn day to see it go
I tried to keep the faith alive
And I pray we roll the stone away
Baby you must do what you must to survive
To survive
To survive
To survive
To survive
To survive
Leave the meter running
I'll be coming back before too soon
I'm sure
But now Sunday morning's come and gone
Baby you know you can't be here anymore
Lay the flowers down
A thorny crown of doubt for those who don't abide
The old king's dead
Long live the king who's next in line
Next in line
Next in line
Next in line
Next in line
They towed the car away
A three day wait
You stayed to hold the line
And validate an empty grave
So close to death
Yet you felt so alive
Oh, we were
So alive
So alive
So alive
So alive