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)