It's too dark in here
What's he gonna think?
I wish I didn't have to take the plane
Did he drink from my glass?
I am not going down to the cellar alone

The problem is we're scared
We only need look at ourselves
We live with a nightmare that at any moment, everything we have, could disappear
With the terror that train we're on might derail
We're scared of bombs going off, of losing an arm, an eye, a finger, a tooth, a parent, a slip of paper
slip of paper, where we've written something really important
We're scared of earthquakes, scared of sleeping, scared of dying, before we've done all those things we were supposed to do
That's why, this track, is dedicated to all those people, who are scared