How could we be dying?

If we're lying down

Underneath this tree

Giving life to withered leaves

With our words

And how we breathe

We still breathe.

Slow, so slow

Our presence made the ground glow

Our presence

Slow, so slow

So slow

Our presence made the ground glow.

How could we be smiling?

How could we if we're upside down?

Hanging from our knees

Stretch our arms and never speak

Stretch our arms

With our words

With our words

And how we breathe

How we breathe

We still breathe

We still breathe.

Slow, so slow

Slow, slow

Our presence made the ground glow.

How many hours till the sky is yours again?

Your open arms will open doors again

What is a friend?

We're laying on the ground until we feel the graves beneath us

And what stays between us

Are the worlds we look to that will never reach us.

Slow, so slow

All that we give makes this ground too cold

Slow, so slow

All that we give makes this ground too cold.