A voice cut through the static
Calling out to us
We jockeyed into position
And leaned into the sun
And it came back in flashes
And left us cold and numb
We were curled up in a corner with our eyes full of signs
Gathering the pieces of the truth we'd left behind
Feeling layers slowly peeling away
And trying to keep the forces at bay
The sky lit up in the distance
With no apparent sound
A fork in the lightning
Bridging cloud to cloud
We stood at the edges
And counted out to five
Curled up in the corner with our eyes full of signs
Gathering the pieces of the truth we'd left behind
Feeling all the lies just peeling away
Our hearts illuminated by the heavy light of day
We stood up to be counted under thundering skies
Holding all the pieces while the world just passed us by
Shook its head and wagged its finger to say
"None of this is true" and so we chased the day away
Now I don't know how you're weathering the storm
I fell into leaving, leaving you alone
It's Saturday morning and the light is warm
(Now I don't know) (We stood at the edges)
(How I fell into leaving) (The sky in the distance)
(The sky in the distance)