Hide until you feel the way that you felt when You could taste the night and someone else's lines Hide until you see the colors you saw when Dawn was just a symbol giving you the time And it becomes the way It's just becomes the way And every day makes it harder to remember But every day makes it harder to forget that You're still alive and you still don't know why You run but you hope they find you Before the bridge falls and you have no way across You run but you hope they find you You wanted to be lost until you were really lost High until your closet starts to overflow With parts of former neighbors all in your clothes High until you reach the point where the sky is Nothing but a euphemism for the hole Live for the former days Whoever else remains And every day makes it harder to remember But every day makes it harder to forget that You're still alive and you still don't know why