(I know what you do
I will soon catch you)
Now after all, don't it feel like nothing,
Like walking away, like a mouthful of rain.
At twelve o'clock, a bell starts ringing,
A dog starts barking, and you're still missing.
Still missing something you've never known what it was.
And I'm not one for thinking twice,
But I know this much is true,
The earth will turn and powder burns,
And you are my revolver.
Just waking up, some dogs start barking,
A bell starts ringing, and you're still missing.
And after all, don't it feel like nothing,
Like walking away, like a mouthful of rain.
I'm holding on, cause you're my revolver,
And I dreamed of an ending, in a violent way.
