Taken on your last shape
Now carry these lines through the canyon
All these hills will surely wash away
All these hills will surely wash away
One at a time the lamps died
Left shapes in the dark I canβt describe
All us sightless creatures find our way
All us sightless creatures find our way
Underground
Great plates that crack and groan
And break apart
The earth shaking miles below
One more living nightmare
Born to a world that donβt care
The truth is always brighter than you say
The truth is always brighter than you say
But itβs your fate
You will watch us flash and fade
And get torn apart
This place wild beyond control
Conversations we will never have
A scene from another time
Flashing by
My only person
A shadow in the frame
Flashing by