I was like a faded star,
fell to the earth so far,
that I lost my way.
Gravity pulling me down,
was a saving grace.
I was like a supernova,
heading to its judgement day.
Everything's twisted,
grounded is the state of mind.
I was lost in heaven and I,
had to run this time.
Gravity pulling me down,
grounded is the state of mind.
Who do you look for when the night grows cold?
Who do you look for when the night grows cold?
I was always there,
in the shadows.
You.
The silence grows hand in hand,
climbing to the higher ground.
When the rest is gone.
Pulling me back here,
was the only way.
I was like a supernova,
heading to its judgement day.
Everything's twisted,
grounded is the state of mind.
Who do you look for when the night grows?
Who do you look for when the night grows cold?
Who do you look for when the night grows cold?
I was always there,
in the shadows.
I was like a faded star,
that I lost my way.
Gravity pulling me down,
was a saving grace.
I was like a supernova,
heading to its judgement day.
Gravity pulling me down,
grounded is the state of mind.
Gravity pulling me down.