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