It's too dark in here What's he gonna think? I wish I didn't have to take the plane Did he drink from my glass? I am not going down to the cellar alone
The problem is we're scared We only need look at ourselves We live with a nightmare that at any moment, everything we have, could disappear With the terror that train we're on might derail We're scared of bombs going off, of losing an arm, an eye, a finger, a tooth, a parent, a slip of paper A slip of paper, where we've written something really important We're scared of earthquakes, scared of sleeping, scared of dying, before we've done all those things we were supposed to do That's why, this track, is dedicated to all those people, who are scared