Friendly strangers on the path
Is there something i came here to do?
Wandering here, wandering there
I just wanna fit with you
Before the chaos hits the door
Can i hear you in the storm?
Iiiiiiiiiii.... (spinning into place)
Iiiiiiiiiii.... (spinning in outer space)
Now look up, look up again
Can you see the lights grow dim?
I hope you'll find i'm still the same
as a boy often in the rain
Before the dice hit the floor
And they have shown their hands
Its time to take another breath
And sink beneath the sand
Iiiiiiiiiiiii... (spinning into place)
Iiiiiiiiiiiii... (spinning in outer space)
Iiiiiiiiiiiii... (spinning into place)
Not quite sure how i feel about my interpretation on that second verse. More from Younger Brother