Making our way to 7th Ave Providing our slab Making our way to 7th Ave With the sunset on the left Chasing cars like they're our dreams Cross the "I"s and cross the "T"s Making our way to 7th Ave With the sunset on the left Phone keeps ringing, static hums Dadadadadum, the silence breaks Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street Are old news, old news Sunglass rims are like lost time They're golden, golden And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins That we built around our need for reality Distant from the 7th Ave scene Open blinds to settle down Open minds to think out loud Making our way to light downtown With the sunset on the left Phone keeps ringing, static hums Dadadadadum, the silence breaks Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street Are old news, old news Sunglass rims are like lost time They're golden, golden And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins That we built around our need for reality Distant from the 7th Ave scene Golden rims and golden hearts Keeping up, forget the dark Yellow signs and white lines Keeping up to pass the time Losing when I'm leaving Getting sharp, I'm feeling wasting troubles by Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street Are old news, old news Sunglass rims are like lost time They're golden, golden And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins That we built around our need for reality Queen of the scene, the cracks in the street Are old news, old news Sunglass rims are like lost time They're golden, golden And there's a possibility of ruining the ruins That we built around our need for reality Distant from the 7th Ave scene