They sat alone in the ever spinning room They ran a flat line, ran out of things to do Out in the cold they kept their voices down Out on the streets they didn’t hear a sound
They had it right Keeping clever was easy Before they changed their breathing
Back at the house he cleaned up the mess they’d made He could tell she was getting ready to fade She turned the lights off, she turned the radio on She turned her phone off, two minutes later they were gone.
They had it right Keeping clever was easy Before they changed their breathing
They ran hard underground through the dark Keeping it quiet, keeping the noise down But the thunder storm was right behind. They ran hard underground through the dark Too lost to be smart and too gone to pretend So the thunder storm caught up in time. They ran hard underground through the dark Keeping it quiet, keeping the noise down But the thunder storm was right behind. They ran hard underground through the dark Too lost to be smart and too gone to pretend So the thunder storm caught up in time.