We lay down to be alone

Looking through your eyelashes, seeing all your life flash

Before my eyes

I can hear the drums pounding

I'll be your voice and I'll grow my hair

Stay awake to be alone

Living on the ocean floor

Heading for the surface

I flow downstream, [?]

Artificial instincts, only to be left on a stranger's lawn

All perfect patterns

And all the dark matter

And all that will happen, all that will matter

Every long minute, of every short lifetime

Every small object, every big [?]

[?]

We climb up to be alone

Figuring [?]

Wanting to be tall

That you feel some thing letting on

Our [?]

[?] hide my face

All perfect patterns

And all the dark matter

And all that will happen, all that will matter

Every long minute, of every short lifetime

Every small object, every big [?]

[?]

Is this not too close, baby

You're my overdose, lately

Is this not too close, baby

You're my overdose, lately

Is this not too close, baby

You're my overdose, lately

Is this not too close, baby

You're my overdose, lately

All perfect patterns

And all the dark matter

And all that will happen, all that will matter

Every long minute, of every short lifetime

Every small object, every big [?]

[?]