You go and Ill be okay
I can dream the rest away
Its just a little touch of fate

Itll be okay

I turn my head up to the sky

Focus on one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves
Under my tightly buttoned sleeves


It couldnt be a longer time
I feel like I am walking blind

I have no idle time
There are no legible signs
There are no legible signs


I like the way that you walk
I like the way that you talk

Its hard to recreate such an individual gait
You wait you turn in the queue
You say your sorrys and thank yous

I dont think youre ever a hundred percent in the room
Youre not in the room
No, youre not in the room


Deepest of the dark nights
Here lies the highest of highs

Neopolitan dream
Stretching out to the sea


You wait your turn queue
You say your sorrys and thank yous
I dont think youre ever a hundred percent in the room

Youre not in the room
No, youre not in the room