Falling from the seveneth storey window
Laughing as the light came from below
I've been slurring like a madman
Oh, cut my teeth on dreams
Twenty-seventeen (2017)

Why are we so in love
With the things that doesn't matter?
Why do we give our best to an awful song?
Our faces are pressed to the glass about to shatter
And it's all we can do to keep holding on

Start running!

Panic! Don't panic, please don't go
Pacing up and down the halls of your enemy's home
If there's no heart, no love, no water
There's nothing left to lose
A dance for me and you

Why are we so in love
With the things that doesn't matter?
Why do we give our best to an awful song
Our faces are pressed to the glass about to shatter
And it's all we can do to keep holding on

Start running
Start running
Come home, come home!

Our faces are pressed to the glass about to shatter
And it's all we can do to keep holding on

Start running
Start running