where the dark and day meet in the image of stars is where we're gonna find out who we are
where the dark and day meet in the image of stars is where we're gonna find out who we are
night is an illusion at this time of day
the smudges of figures and mistakes we've made
captures a moment just caught in time
where the dark and day meet in the image of the stars
there's a slip of time in the perfect life when the sun cascades into the night
it's a moment of distraction when we become alive
we're running, night running
straight in an arrow taken by a chance from above
we're running, night running
faster than a shovel going where we wanna go
we're running, night running
we run tight along the scars of the air that gives us life
takes us by the hand and says it's alright
hidden from the glint of day caught lies
hidden in the eyes of surprise hidden from the life of night
caught up in people's dreams feet padding to the rhythm
feet padding to the rhythm
there's a slip of time in the perfect life when the sun cascades into the night
it's a moment of distraction when we become alive
we're running, night running
straight in an arrow taken by a chance from above
we're running, night running
faster than a shovel going where we wanna go
in the dark day meet in the image of stars
is where we're gonna find out who we are
when the dark day meet in the image of stars
is where we're gonna find out who we are
in the dark day meet in the image of stars
is where we're gonna find out who we are
when the dark day meet in the image of stars
is where we're gonna find out who we are
we're running, night running
straight in an arrow taken by a chance from above
we're running, night running
passing in a shadow, going where we wanna go
we're running, night running
straight in an arrow taken by a chance from above
we're running, night running
passing in a shadow, going where we wanna go
we're running, night running