An hour before it's dark
An hour before it's dark
An hour before it's dark

These are the days that will flash before our eyes at the end
These are the moments burned into the sacred places of our hearts
Thank you for making me truly, truly alive
In a life where luxury was sometimes, to survive
Under the weight of lost love, disillusionment and shame
You came warm, and loved mе like a tropical storm
Spiralled me up into thе air