Yellow metal signs tell us to slow down
Brown paper books weigh us to the ground
Close your eyes and try to hum the sound
When your breath is gone, the sun will come around
Lucid Air
Lucid Air
Did you know it's hard to spy?
Did you know?
Grey cobblestones are pulled, they don't want kids to trip
And the black steel bars persuade us to remember it
Close your eyes and picture innocence
When the light is gone, the dark will soon forget
Lucid Air
Lucid Air
Lost the words in Brunen, saw them falling from the sky
And caught them on the next train ride
Between the bottom and nowhere lies a lucid air
Lucid Air
Lucid Air