Lights go out on the runway
And relapse and we can’t stop now
And you’re holding on;
my hands are around your heels
And what happens next year
Happens to everyone else
Only they were better prepared
Lights go out on the runway
And relax and our chance is now
And what happens next year
Happens to everyone else
Only they were better prepared
You are hiding (you are hiding)
You are hiding (you are hiding)
You are hiding (you are hiding)
Relief
And as you relapse
You find out
Let go the old traps, the old path
The broken war maps
The last hour, not mine to lose
As you relapse
You find out
That you are hiding…