Nightblindness - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

A million to one outsiders

Night blindness, can't see

Your bright eyes or what the time is

Twenty-five past eternity

Here listening to the sirens

Coming closer, now further away

What we gonna do when the money runs out?

I wish that there was something left to say

Where we gonna find the eyes to see a brighter day?

I'm sick of all the same old answers

Last chances, cold stones

Propping mountains up on matchsticks

Dragging baskets full of bones

And honey please don't stop your talking

'Cause there's a feeling won't leave me alone

What we gonna do when the money runs out?

I wish that there was something I could say

How we gonna find the eyes to see a brighter day?

What we gonna do when the money runs out?

I wish that there was something left to say

How we gonna find the eyes to see a brighter day?

A brighter day