Texty: The Boxer Rebellion. The Cold Still. Organ Song.

Moving as an unknown too forgiving
No one left to bother when I rebuild it

There is nothing in between
Born unraveled at the seams
Lost where others seem to be
The first horizon wakes with me underneath

I've seen all directions, it seems uncertain
Another world, in another world the past unspoken

There is nothing in between
Born unraveled at the seams
Lost where others seem to be
The first horizon wakes with me underneath

As quick as the hope I was living on

As quick as the hope I was living on
It's gone, gone, gone, gone

As quick as the hope I was living on
As quick as the hope I was living on
It's gone, gone, gone, gone

As quick as the hope I was living on
As quick as the hope I was living on

There is nothing in between
Born unraveled at the seams
Lost where others seem to be
The first horizon wakes with me underneath