Zeitgeist nights spent high like kites,
but only when we catch the wind.
It's singing to us, it's talking to us.
Who knows what this day might bring?

Sleep now sugar, let the hours pass.
Steep now mountains as the sand falls through the hour glass.
Talk to me, whisper to me.
Who knows what tomorrow will bring?

You stole my heart in Monamarte.
Crossed arms and crossed borders,
you told me from the start.
But who knows what the future will bring.

Not me my love.
Not me.

Save myself, or the one I care most of?
Why is all of this so hard?
How am I to choose with no one up above?
What is my heart if it's only a shard?
There is no one to save me now.
Is it because I drew the wrong card?
I will not soil the vow.
But the stinging bite of the evils in the night
They overcome me with a terrible height
And I still save no one at the end of the night.

and sometimes it's too much, being so close to you, but not being able to hold you.

I changed everything I could, and yet it all still reminds me of *you.

How could I get you to listen? To hear my pleas? *Will I have to sing those, too?

Snap out of it

I'll probably be asleep when you get this, when you wake up**
I'll probably be starting class when you get out
I'll probably be at lunch while your at dinner
You'll probably be asleep when I am,
Getting ready for bed when I get out of class

I say I'll do it every night and yet I still wake up in the morning.
Maybe I know deep down inside that I'm meant to be alive.