In a town of small talk
Cicada summers, holidays in the park
Coffee every morning
In a blue-lit room like every other day
There's a slow emergency
I can hear the alarm bell ringing
There's a slow emergency
I can hear the bell in the dark
In the dark
In the dark
In the dark
Counting up the small hours
All repeating, clocking in and out
Television evening
In the blue-lit room like any other night
There's a slow emergency
I can hear the alarm bell ringing
There's a slow emergency
I can hear the bell in the dark
In the dark
In the dark
In the dark
I can make it out
Things are going ok
I'm brushing off my doubts
But they ain't going away
Things are going ok
Things are going OK
I don't wanna know what happens next
I don't
I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know
I don't
In the dark
In the dark
In the dark