

Was it only real inside those walls?
Where the blue filter catches when it falls
Leaving the heat for the freezing rain While the bass still vibrates
in my brain
Is there any trace of us out here?
(out here)
Or does the pavement wash it clean and clear?
(clean and clear) Tell me it wasn't just a fleeting sign
Under the flicker of a static line
Wet empty streets and a distant car We carried the movement way
too far
Your hand was warm but the air is cold
Is this a story that was already told?
Did we leave it all behind? (behind)