They sat alone in the ever spinning room
They ran a flat line, ran out of things to do
Out in the cold they kept their voices down
Out on the streets they didn’t hear a sound
They had it right
Keeping clever was easy
Before they changed their breathing
Back at the house he cleaned up the mess they’d made
He could tell she was getting ready to fade
She turned the lights off, she turned the radio on
She turned her phone off, two minutes later they were gone.
They had it right
Keeping clever was easy
Before they changed their breathing
They ran hard underground through the dark
Keeping it quiet, keeping the noise down
But the thunder storm was right behind.
They ran hard underground through the dark
Too lost to be smart and too gone to pretend
So the thunder storm caught up in time.
They ran hard underground through the dark
Keeping it quiet, keeping the noise down
But the thunder storm was right behind.
They ran hard underground through the dark
Too lost to be smart and too gone to pretend
So the thunder storm caught up in time.
