Should leave the house tonight Just to kill some time Winter's hanging over and it looks like rain The death of hope is death, but close eyes like a breath Feel the city thrum and realise Clouds behind a face, perfect out of place Walk towards the light It's you (Everything is possible) Don't feel like myself, thank God! (Everything it's actual) Mistake me for someone else, thank God! (Everything it's real) And realise Alive Alive Alive Don't feel like myself, thank God! Mistake me for someone else, thank God! And realise Don't feel like myself, thank God! Mistake me for someone else, thank God! And realise