Night jetsnBurn acrossnPacific skiesnThat summer heatnnMotors scream and you bend your kneesnYou can't sleep in this summer heatnnYou lie awake and dream of citiesnCrystalline structuresnAnd streams of air that hold you upnnIf you don't sleepnThen I won't sleepnWe're such close friendsnWe're the best of friendsnnYeah it's hard to remembernWhat it felt like beforenThis burning sun came alongnAnd dried this land upnnYeah!nnWe'll find somewhere coolernSomewhere that's oursnWe'll find our havenn