You think that these days you couldn't get lost, but you can.
Lost.
I've lost my way.
Can you tell me where this is?
Every field just looks like the next.
Don't be afraid.
You're right.
You're right.
You're right.
Shapes still melt into the snow.
You came down with scattered bones.
I used to keep a slender heart.
Till they sprout of stone.
I put a trigger by the setting.
Flood at the aftermath.
Slowly record as the scale.
We will be if I'm around.
We will be if I'm around.
Is what you see, what anyone wants to be.
We will be if I'm around.
