

(seven...
two...)
Seventy-two degrees inside this room
Seventy-two steps into the gloom
We count the seconds as they pass us by
Under a cold and heavy winter sky
Is it a lifetime,
or just a day?
Watch all the numbers fade away
(fade away)
Sev7nty 2wo
chances to make it right
Sev7nty 2wo
shades of the deepest night
We spin the wheel and we play the game
Nothing is different,
but nothing's the same
Seventy-two words I should have said
Spinning around inside my head
(in my
head)
A fraction of a second,
a fleeting glance Our final choreographed dance
Seventy-two...
Just a number
in the dark (shhh)