Half-awake in a fake empire...

That 4/3 rhythm, Matt Berninger's sweet-sweet Baritone, the majestic horn refrain at the end... thank you.

Stay out super late tonight
Picking apples, making pies
Put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us
We're half-awake in a fake empire
We're half awake in a fake empire

Tiptoe through our shiny city
With our diamond slippers on
Do our gay ballet on ice
Bluebirds on our shoulders
We're half-awake in a fake empire
We're half awake in a fake empire

Turn the light out say goodnight
No thinking for a little while
Let's not try to figure out everything at once
It's hard to keep track of you falling through the sky
We're half-awake in a fake empire
We're half awake in a fake empire