

It's quiet on the roof tonight
The concrete still damp
We spent so long chasing every sudden spark
Mistaking all this confusion
for fate
But the air is finally clear
(the air is clear)
We don't have to carry the weight
Of every road we didn't take
We draw our borders in the dark
And call it
safety
But there is no grace in hiding
Just miles of beautiful distance (ahhhh)
No more storm to wait out.
Just the quiet.
And the morning.