Деймон рассказывает Викки о событиях прошедшей ночи.
I'm in transit floating stranded on this boat And I pledge myself allegiance To a better night sleep at home
And the sweet, sweet sun's comin' down Hard, the sun's comin' down Hard, it burns the bones So hold a hand for cover Hold a hand for cover Hold a hand for cover from harm
Talk don't change a thing Oh, it's fading fader Words don't sink, it swims Oh, it's fading fader
bless This mess we tried our best thats all that we can do While the angels walk with the lonely ones In the cold rain to rescue you
And this fable world's comin' down Hard, walls comin' down Hard, in all our homes So hold a hand for cover Hold a hand for cover Hold a hand for cover from harm Talk don't change a thing Oh, it's fading fader Words don't sink, they swims Oh, it's fading fader
Talk don't change a thing Oh, it's fading fader [I'm in transit] Words don't sink, it swims [Ah, sweet as a moment, be that it may] Oh, it's fading fader