

Quiet on the floor (hummmm)
Shadows trace the wooden floorboards
Cracks of light
beneath the door
Every whisper sounds familiar
Like we've played this game before
We
are running in the dark again
Holding on to what we used to be
Sinking down into the heavy rain
Waiting for the tide to set us free
Static hums inside the hallway
Ticking clocks that never strike
Lost within a modern structure
We became so ghost-like
We
are running in the dark again
Holding on to what we used to be
Sinking down into the heavy rain Waiting for the tide to set
us free Set us free... (ahhhh)
Into
the dark...