There's a time-?less/this? fall
There's a ?running? through the temples
Where we used to play

There's an angry child
And here's a boy without a robot
And it's no accident

So what does it matter

But I will think about you all my life
I could never be your alibi

Well, shall I walk on glass
Feel the ?lake crack? breaths beneath us
My hair's afraid to grow

Sidewalk guns
And now the ground stings cold with promise
It's our way of life
So what is it like

And I will think about you all my life
I could never be your alibi