We thunder fumbled words in the back of a Ford Fiesta
All clocks speak in their sleep of hands dealt, and of yesterday
We could never admit, we couldn't face it
Time only talks of time, so keep driving away, it away
The hours away

All That We Do Create
The world is no cold, dark place
All of the fears we feel
Only catalysts, never a wall

Streets of doubt, dressed as dreams we walked them
What were we thinking?
If you make sure, you stay low, it will never feel like you're sinking
We could never admit, it wasn't worth it
To let misery win, so keep sinking
The drugs, and drink it all away

All That We Do Create
The world is no cold, dark place
All of the fears we feel
Only catalysts, never a wall

All That We Do Create...
All That We Do Create...
All That We Do Create...
All That We Do Create...