Back to the start The line isn't drawn Flags have folded And they've all moved on They've all moved on Tell it straight Draw me the way I've got nothing to place At end of day It's so crowded There's too many to breathe Air sucked from the room But we can't stand to leave It was never gonna be It was never gonna be Tell me a story An anecdote to cure The terminal lonely Blue boys Lost words It's so crowded There's too many to breathe Air sucked from the room But I can't stand to leave But they'll never see They'll never see I'll never see