Žodžiai dainai: The Age Of Rockets. An Ocean Away.

The days count me down
Hit's close to home now and I don't
So I'll pause like it sunk in
But I don't listen, I never listen

It'd break your heart were
I killed by a tidal wave
An ocean away torn apart by the coral
Trying to breathe

This hope to grow old is a joke now
And it gets funnier every time I tell it
So here we are now broken school boys
In love with a girl who is no more alive than I