In the Rural Lyrics

Toronto, can be so cruel.
When her neon lights don't light it up.
Toronto, says I'm a fool.
Take a drink from a dreamer's cup.
She tells me I'm too close to her
And then I start losing control.
She tells me I'm too comfortable.
I think I'll lose control.
She sends me off the road.
We were too cheap to, to save the world.

Now we won't live to see heaven.
'Cause us sleepwalkers, were not made for love.
Take a drink tell me I was wrong.
Live in the rural