It's like a pendulum, upstream and downstream
It's like drifting away under the morning light
It's like flicking through, ignoring all the signals (signals)
It's like a pendulum, upstream and downstream
It'll be like isolating yourself and counting every petal
It'll be like going away, finding again what matters most
It'll be like erasing the initials in a corner
It'll be like isolating yourself and counting evert petal
If you can't see it,
It's death at your fingertips
If you can't hear it,
It's death at your fingertips
But you can't see it,
It's gold at your fingertips
And you can't hear it,
It's death at your fingertips
It's like on a sailboat, at the very bottom, at the very edge
It's like, without breathing, ever looking for the treasure
Yes, diving in again and again, always
It's like on a sailboat, at the very bottom, at the very edge
It'll be like isolating yourself and counting every petal
It'll be like going away, finding again what matters most
If you can't see it,
It's death at your fingertips
If you can't hear it,
It's death at your fingertips
But you can't see it,
It's gold at your fingertips
And you can't hear it,
It's death at your fingertips
If you can't see it,
It's death at your fingertips
If you can't hear it,
It's gold at your fingertips
But you can't see it,
It's death at your fingertips
And you can't hear it,
It's gold at your fingertips