Hear the lightning strike did it shake you up a bit?
Whence the downpour drip so gently through the haze
We'll soothe ourselves in the drizzle and push ourselves to comprehend
Can we hold and cherish what we're about to lose?
I'd like to see what afterwards
Have in plan 'cause I guess I'll be gone too soon
I'd like to see what hides behind
The upcoming fate am I ready to cross the line?
When I peace myself out of here don't you even cry
The more I try to trace you forthwith
The less I want to know where to find you
The more I try to trace you forthwith
The less I want to know where to find you
The more I try to trace you forthwith
The less I want to know where to find you
The more I try to trace you forthwith
The less I want to know where to find you
The more I try to trace you forthwith
The less I want to know where to find you