Leaves on the road, roofs in the skye
folks on the edge try to survive
some say it's real, some still deny
watercolor animals lie
stars up above, most beautiful
calm yourselves down, let yourselves flow
there's nothing ahead, nothing behind
there's no reason why you should hide
we think the same, we all go mad
may this mean cruel, lost, or bad
the years just gonna sweep us away
and i know that here, oh i can not stay