[Intro]
We all want to feel like we have a purpose
We're all just numbers in the end we're time traveling
Turn the lights off
Turn the lights off
Where do we go from here?

[Verse]
Winter comes round' the bend
When you're not plannin' our escape
September is such a trend
When the leaves fall red

[Pre-Chorus]
We bow our heads
To the dead
We bow our heads
A funeral for a good friend
To the dead
To the dead
To the dead
(Un funerale per un buon amico, per i morte)

[Chorus]
You still swim around
In the sound
The Long Island Sound
I can still see you swimming around
You'll never let me drown
In the sound
You swim around
[Outro]
When the whistle blows
You know it's time to go
When the whistle blows
You know it's time to go
When the whistle blows
You know it's time to go

[Spoken]
"Hi, Krysta, it's Grandma. Just wanted to know how you're doing. I haven't heard from you, and I was wondering how things were going. Give me a call when you can."