Watching cars
Will anyone stop for us?
Or will we be passed by
Be passed on
The day passes away
The moment cracks along the sidewalk
And we`re alone
Imagining what songs would be on our soundtrack
Maybe it`s me
I`ve lost faith in visibility
On this street we are ghosts of the passers-by
Passive and stranded
The clouds are closing on
It`s a storm watch, so beware
These cars have been known to capsize in strong winds
We`ve lost transmission...
We`ve lost transmission...
Don`t tell me this is how it ends
Don`t tell me this is how it ends