Lucky numbers, existential signs
Small superstitions keeping me alive
Praying to the emptiness for extra time
Spend alone in my hotel as my life goes by
And in the chaos I find peace and quiet
Nothing means anything, I'm always tired
A flash of color before I expire
It's just a hug at the bar
Another voice in the choir
It's hard to explain
But I've been feeling this way
Like I'm watching myself
Live my life outside of me
Hold on
As life from my window seat moves on
Everything is temporary
Hold on
To seconds of life in slow motion
Everything is temporary
Here it comes
The chorus of the morning
Volumes merciless and overwhelming
Take my hand and walk with me into the glory of my ending
I am nothing
But ain't that something?
Hold on
As life from my window seat moves on
Everything is temporary
Hold on
To seconds of life in slow motion
Everything is temporary
In the chaos I find peace and quiet
Nothing means anything, I'm always tired
A flash of color before I expire
It's just a hug at the bar
Another voice in the choir
It's hard to explain
But I've been feeling this way
Like I'm watching myself
Live my life outside of me
Everything is temporary
Everything is temporary
Hold on
As life from my window seat moves on
Everything is temporary
Hold on
To seconds of life in slow motion
Everything is temporary