[Verse 1]

It's crazy but often clear

Often clear

We shimmer and disappear

In color, in black and white

Black and white

We slowly fade out of sight

[Chorus]

But these days were lit by lightning

These lights all white

[Verse 2]

It's crazy but somehow clear

Somehow clear

We ride in silence out of fear

We spoke and soon come alive

Come alive

We prefer the silence of the blind

[Chorus]

But these days, we're lit by lightning

These lights all white

These days, we're lit by lines

Of sharp light

Sharp, white light

Hard, good light

[Verse 3]

We're crazy but often kind

Often kind

In rage and in violence blind

You gather, and that alone

That alone

We race in small circles home

[Chorus]

But these days, we're lit by lightning

These lights are white

These days, we're lit by lines

Of sharp, white light

[Outro]

These days, we're lit by lightning

These lights are white

These days, we're lit by lines