I want to know this feeling in the night, I want to see how far
Nights are fleeting, you know they are
I want to see if we can take this from flame to fire
Heat is fleeting, but hearts are beating hard
On the street three times this week, we'll thread a new rope
If this gets us to our feet and grows, who knows?
Hey, did you stand outside once?
I didn't show up, I didn't show up
Hey, did you stand outside once? I didn't show up, I didn't show up
How did you sleep so long? How many hours your doubt moves on?
And while we're waiting in our house to burn, just hearing about the war
Boiling and overcoming under the door
On the street three times this week, new threads, new love
If this gets us to our feet
Heat is fleeting, you know they are


Oh no, new roads will rise to you
Look, look, look, look, look, look, look at your feet
It's a gray area, somewhere in the world

Fine print buried deep, it's a grey area
Where are the excuses?
Come to me, it's a grey area
Screens petted on fossil fuel
Black and white
On the streets we do this, we
New threats we know
It just gets us to our feet
It grows, who knows?