I stand at the window looking out Waiting for something I don’t know what They don’t see me So they’re not scared But they tread lightly everywhere Here comes the darkness It comes down fast Run to the ocean Leave tracks in the sand Sunset’s pink and orange and lavender and grey There’s a bird on a branch at the top of a tree We wanted the world to give us a chance Now we’re pushed out to the edges If we stand still blinded by the lights Is it murder or suicide? Here comes the darkness It comes down fast Run to the ocean Over the sand Here comes the darkness It comes down fast Run to the ocean Leave tracks in the sand