Lyrics

Ending the alarms gradually.
We're pausing silently.
And we're undecided for how to proceed.
Is this truly a victory or a slight reprieve?
As we're slowly retreating to the tops of trees to calculate our circumstance.
Which variables are governed by chance?
We're not coming back down again.
We're not coming back down again.
We're not coming back down again.
We're not coming back down.