when you move,
your eyes they twitch like mine
in such crooked time
so it goes, my friend and
when you call, your voice it shakes like mine
your hands they sweat like mine
it's all you could have done
and when the sun finally falls down
from your skies
don't you know that i [bad word] find you just in time
on the shores of your decline
on the campsite of your fears
the four ends of this earth 

you know i'll meet you there
and when the sweat & shakes depart,
ain't it justified through the course
of days and night 
the error did us right