We're fighting lightning
Times are striking.
Stressed and our joys are going to hell
Things are swell.

So, we're singin' along to the rhythm of your sorrow
And dancin' to the beat of your hopes for tomorrow.

Laid out and explained, your future is one you're trying to evade.
Lately, you've been afraid
Of whispers from the dark deep within.
Your hands itch and it's the mantra of your life.
To trust again will be all too soon
But your patience is growing thin.

The end draws nearer
A choice to be made,
Flip a coin, roll a dice.
It's no longer something to be delayed.
But you can't help the tears
That come with the fear of goodbye.