More together than alone From the hill we swore it rain on the town Torch to your chin lights your cheekbones In that moment dies our likeness to our father In the American night On that hill in the night In that moment dies our likeness to our father In the American night In that moment dies our likeness to our father Go back to the night before When the TV lit our brilliant smiling faces Torch hits your face before the fall Panic in the eyes and words are breaking horses An apparition lifts me up An apparition lifts me up From its shoulders I sit and see your face above the tree line Your reassurance is subtitled in American English I am calm as we sail down the hillside In the American night On that hill in the night In that moment dies our likeness to our father