Soon you will see that underneath the scattered lights, the satellites and dreams
The world ain't what it seems
It's only rows of dominoes
This one century that man and beast mythologised with butterflies and pain
It got left in the rain
How could a million stars just rust away?
Stand when you're strong enough, then summon the albatross over the snow
And be not afraid of the great city gate that defeats and releases your soul
But hey, you must believe
That underneath the undertow we never understood
Most people are good
And you know they would show if they could
Not line up in a row like dominoes
We arrive and then we go