Who cares if I'm an idiot without logic?
This city came from the sea, and shall return to the sea
Who cares if you're destined to make the sky blue?
We can both live in the rain; never be swept away in the flood
We can both live in the abstract sunny days and our smiles
If you hold my hand and don't let go, I won't pray no more
I won't pray for sunshine, I won't lose you again in selfishness
You are my prayer that was also the answer
So please hold my hand as we fall back to the world below