COMING OVER FROM DISTANT LANDS IT'S LIKE A WATERFALL BUT WITH FLAKES THAT FIND YOU SO RUNNING OVER YOU STRETCH YOUR HANDS OUT LEAVING THINGS BEHIND YOU
WHERE HER FACE WON'T FIND YOU
RUNNING OVER THE FROZEN SAND IT WAS HOURS AGO THAT IT WENT INSIDE YOU HAVE THE FEELING YOU HAD NO PLAN LEAVING TRACKS BEHIND YOU
LEAVING TRACKS BEHIND YOU WHERE HER FACE WON'T FIND YOU
AND I'LL BE THE ONLIEST OF ALL YEAH I'LL BE FOR THE WOLVES AND I'LL BE THE ONLIEST OF ALL IF HER FACE WON'T FIND ME IF HER FACE WON'T FIND ME IF HER FACE WON'T FIND ME