You say you hate the taste of bloodnAnd I'd have to agreenSomething about it lacks innocencenLacks puritynnAnd everytime you bite my lipnI pray that you break skinnWe'll let it all flow outnI'll finally let you innnYea, but the skies are clear beyond Tallahassee tonightnWe've gotta find a way outnBefore dark becomes lightnnThere's rough days and hard nights aheadnBut we don't really thinknWe just stare at the roofnHands locked, eyes in syncnnWe could go right nownLeave it all behindnBut you look at the groundnRather not inclinednnI swear the skies are clear beyond Tallahassee tonightnWe've gotta find a way outnBefore I start to declinennWe don't need directionnor place to benAll will be fine because I've got younand you've got mennWe're moving fastnRun sides fly by with easenI know we won't make it,nBut a man can dreamnnAnd the skies are clear beyond Tallahassee tonightnWe've gotta find a way outnBefore dark becomes light