Spending our days translucent, in and out of everything 
Hanging out with strangers that s the way that we begin 
Staring at the sun, thinking it s the moon, 
tiny indication it s gonna happen soon. 
But not like you expect these silhouettes are getting closer 
They bring you what you need never what you hope for. 
I guess by now they shoulda told ya 
I guess by now they re getting closer. 
There s so many things I just don t wanna say, 
Like have you got the stuff I need a good day 
There s so many things I just don t wanna do 
But your way is my way so walk on through 
Did you get the letter, the one I never sent ya 
I m all alone on my own misadventure, seeking something 
That I don t wanna find, cos if I do there s no rewind. 
Spraying our names on the trains in silver and black 
Then I make my way back across the tracks 
I can always find you wherever you are 
There s fire in your eyes in the miracle park 
I m on the very last train to wherever, reckon that 
I ll see you sometime like never, not even in 
My wildest did I think that it would go like this, 
Moving through the air, crazy kinda poet kid 
I owe you this I say to myself 
I owe you this and nothing else