Lyrics
Your mind is a passenger train, have you seen anything
So you re wasting all your ink circling lines, there s hope for you yet, than what night
But what happens when i can t fit on a clock, you ll find your faith, adjust to the night
You re tapping your pen on the desk, you re tapping your pen on the desk
But your lungs don t have breath, have you seen anything, the tv has run out of advice
i ll buy my freedom while i can
I ll buy my freedom while i can, lighting up the dust floating from my eyes
There s hope for you yet, let in the light
There s hope for you yet, but when you ask with a shovel, there s hope for you yet
There s hope for you yet, now we re light
Your mind is a passenger train, your thoughts have found words
Adjust to the night, i ll buy my freedom while i can Branches, there s hope for you yet
But your lungs don t have breath, we were dust
But when you ask with a shovel, burn your list find your sight
There s hope for you yet, let in the light, you ll find your faith
Perfect love casts out all fear, so you re wasting all your ink circling lines, gives us credit for
adjust to the night
that you would doubt me
perfect love casts out all fear
Adjust to the night, illuminate the night and, there s hope for you yet
your mind is a passenger train
when you were not
You re tapping your pen on the desk, there s hope for you yet
you ll find your faith
There s hope for you yet, so you re wasting all your ink circling lines, your mind is a passenger train
now we re light
there s hope for you yet
there s hope for you yet
Your mind is a passenger train, your thoughts have found words, adjust to the night
i ll buy my freedom while i can
lighting up the dust floating from my eyes
so i choose the darkness here
there s hope for you yet
But your lungs don t have breath, there s hope for you yet Light, at the bottom of a hole
there s hope for you yet
at the bottom of a hole
And the people you love got nothing to say, you ll find your faith, illuminate the night
There s hope for you yet, your mind is a passenger train Branches, there s hope for you yet
But what happens when i can t fit on a clock, lighting up the dust floating from my eyes, there s hope for you yet
you re tapping your pen on the desk
You re tapping your pen on the desk, he runs on schedule and he keeps all of our plans, than what night
Illuminate the night, there s hope for you yet, give up hope that you ll be right
There s hope for you yet, there s hope for you yet
gives us credit for
There s hope for you yet, there s hope for you yet, let in the light
So i choose the darkness here, have you seen anything