What survives is the on-time Throwing knives and battle scars Ten degrees and getting cold Getting cold Jesus christ and a hundred eyes Little star in the wrong hands (Want it all, want it all, want it all) You can ask me how Could I reach out For a clean start You can ask the stars With a speck of doubt From a deep starve The reason why we stay Is the promise of lakes And the sun on your face The reason why we stay To your right is the dancing bear Good advice but the source unfair Where we are is our last stop, the last stop Passerbys get a stone stare Tender leaves feel the smallest tear (Want it all, want it all, want it all) You can ask me how Could I reach out For a clean start You can ask the stars With a speck of doubt From a deep starve The reason why we stay Is the promise of lakes The reason why we stay Is the promise of lakes And the sun in your face The reason why we stay