| Song | What I See |
| Artist | The Constellations |
| Album | Southern Gothic |
| Twenty-four hour bars, noisy passing cars | |
| Street lights [...] swelled with stars | |
| Like sidewalks and broken hearts | |
| The homeless and wealthy walk | |
| the same streets with bodies chalked. | |
| The outline is washed away | |
| to guide us to another day. | |
| What I see is a city full of people looking | |
| back at me; wonder if they'll see what I see | |
| What I see is a city full of people looking | |
| back at me ... wonder if they'll see me |