Hopedrunk Everasking

Starlight in a tunnel
Kind of familiar
Hopedrunk everasking
How does it feel to know
Your final form
So old, so new

Pull close to me and never be alone

Real life is a rumor
Under the theatre
Deeper, dig it deeper
Till the meanwhile slows
They'll find our bones
And yet, they won't

Pull close to me and never be alone

Dawn is just a headspace
Night is a feeling
Hopedrunk everasking
Centuries come and go
They'll find our bonеs
And yet, they won't