bale, emma
savanna scatters
and the seabird sings
so why should we fear
what travel brings?
what we're we hoping
to get out of this?
some kind of momentary bliss?
i waited for something
and something died
so i waited for nothing
and nothing arrived
it's our dearest ally
it's our closest friend
it's our darkest blackout
it's our final end
my dear sweet nothing
lets start a new
from here on in it's
just me and you
well
i guess it's over
i guess it's begun
it's a losers table
but we've already won
it's a final battle
it's a constant game
i guess i was busy when nothing came
i guess i was busy
i was busy