Now and again, we'll leave
We'll fly, we'll go out on a limb
But do we really care
Or are we still [bad word] to swim
I don't know why
We can't just leave with the weight of your heart

Moments like these, [bad word] me
 [bad word] back to haunt you, I know
Better to be the first to leave
Than the last one to go and I can't be
The one to tell you to end or to start

Our past
Slides through the hourglass
Pushing the first to last
Where at last I begin

Our past
Slides through the hourglass
Pushing the first to last
Where at last I begin

Our past
Slides through the hourglass
Pushing the first to last
Where at last I begin
Where at last I begin
Where at last I begin

Where at last I begin

Now and again, we'll leave
We'll fly, we'll go out on a limb