Nine on the Bortle

Smoke clouds have thickened to black out the stars The night sky is lit now by headlights of cars And the moon holds no purpose but pulling the tides anymore Blow out the candles Blow out the candles Throw on the light switch and bask in the fluorescent glow We're guided by satellites, we don't need stars anymore Can't see stars anymore With a nine on the bortle, we've blown out the stars Smashed all the lanterns and burned down the barns And with less than one hundredth in sight to guide us home after dark We're lost The streetlights have killed them The streetlights have killed them We've laid to rest gods in a tomb born of city lights And out in the flatlands, we thought that we'd found them But still the horizon did glow like a brush fire With a nine on the bortle, we've blown out the stars Smashed all the lanterns and burned down the barns And the moon holds no purpose 'Cept pulling the tides on a planet encrusted in fluorescent lights Smoke clouds have thickened to black out the stars The night sky is lit now by headlights of cars And the moon holds no purpose 'cept pulling the tides anymore 300 miles we'd sail off the coast To be reunited with the skies of our hosts And at night, soon the rivers reflect nothing more than the moon With a nine on the bortle, we've blown out the stars Smashed all the lanterns and burned down the barns And with less than one hundredth in sight to guide us home after dark We're lost 300 miles, 300 miles out into the ocean we'd sail to remember them 300 miles out into the ocean we'd sail With a nine on the bortle, we've blown out the stars Smashed all the lanterns and burned down the barns And the moon holds no purpose 'Cept pulling the tides on a planet encrusted in fluorescent lights With a nine on the bortle, we've blown out the stars Smashed all the lanterns and burned down the barns And with less than one hundredth in sight to guide us home after dark We're lost Nine on the bortle, we've blown out the stars Smashed all the lanterns and burned down the barns With less than one hundredth in sight to guide us home after dark We're lost Nine on the bortle, we've blown out the stars Smashed all the lanterns and burned down the barns With less than one hundredth in sight to guide us home after dark We're lost Nine on the bortle, we've blown out the stars Smashed all the lanterns and burned down the barns With less than one hundredth in sight to guide us home after dark We're lost!