I stand at the window looking out
Waiting for something, I dont know what
They dont see me so theyre not scared
But they tread lightly everywhere
Here comes the darkness
It comes down fast
Run to the ocean
Leave tracks in the sand
Sunsets pink and orange and lavender and gray
Theres a bird on a branch at the top of the tree
We wanted the world to give us a chance
Now were pushed out to the edges
If we stand still blinded by the lights
Is it murder or suicide?
Here comes the darkness
It comes down fast
Run to the ocean
Over the sand
Here comes the darkness
It comes down fast
Run to the ocean
Leave tracks in the sand