Don't you say your time has come
Looking back past traffic cones
And we're lost from our homes
We're like dust and we're brushed to the ground
Still this haze keeps clinging around
So we'll drive through the fire
There's nothing so strange
As when half of you fades
Nothing so strange
There's nothing so strange
Don't slip away I won't do this alone
All our days lay crushed like bone
And we're lost from our homes
All this rust still peels from our skin
Both of us can feel it wear thin
And the ghosts will come in
There's nothing so strange
As when half of you fades
Nothing so strange
There's nothing so strange