(originally by Lisa Mitchell)

You'll go n I’ll be okay
I can dream the rest away
Its just a little touch of fate, it will be okay
It sure takes its precious time, but it’s got rights and so have I

I turn my head up to the sky
I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves
You couldn’t be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind
I have no where I’ll have time

There are no legible signs [x2]

I like the way that you talk
I like the way that you walk
It’s hard to recreate such an individual game

You wait you turn in the queue
You say your sorries and thank you’s
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room [x2]

Deepest, of the dark nights
Here lies, the highest of highs
Neopolitan Dreams, stretching out to the sea
You wait you turn in the queue
You say your sorries and thank yous
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room [x2]