| Darker than the starlight gold, | |
| Bearing down again to bury me in the air, | |
| Suffer like a stained glass wire, | |
| When the waves are gone, your eyes and fears, | |
| I'll be there. | |
| And if we can still believe in tomorrow, | |
| Yesterday will disappear soon enough, | |
| When it seems impossible to remember | |
| How the world could be so proud of itself. | |
| Into lives of violent ends, | |
| She hides away, relies on night | |
| All the time, | |
| Holding out a hand to take, still awash in seas of ivory, | |
| We steal away. | |
| And it's such a lonely ride to tomorrow | |
| Through the corners where the light never shows, | |
| When it seems impossible to imagine | |
| How the world could be so cold to itself. | |
| And if we can still believe in tomorrow, | |
| Yesterday will disappear soon enough, | |
| When it seems impossible to remember | |
| How the world could be so proud of itself. |