Something’s coming but I can’t see
Something’s coming but I can’t see
But I can’t see
Drifting through sun-streaked days
And wispy nights
Of afterthoughts and fireflies
Careful now
There’s no one around
Something’s coming but I can’t see
Something’s coming but I can’t see
But I can’t see
Shifty-eyed and sifting through the rubble
Who would think a mind could be so muddled?
Terrified as terror does it finds me It finds me Desperately, spiraling…
Down
Something’s coming but I can’t see
Something’s coming but I can’t see
But I can’t see