There's a gap in the dateHolding on to paper planes and drafts and notesUndoneCounting hours till 2amRedefine the chorus again until I meet the cloudsIn a world full of fearI'm engraving waves tonightI transcend the atmosphereThere, there everything's alrightIf I were to live 24 more I'd spend it allCarving stones until the scars are healedBut there is no 24Only just a few hours more until I lay to sleep
