In this blackout inertia will hold our thoughts
  And the exit sign offers no light to see by
  Can we cast our shadows alone in the dark?
  I can't see without you
    When the world comes crashing down
  Part with it
  Start again
  When the world comes crashing down
  These notes will fold themselves
  Standing at the margin's edge to see where the daybreak ends
  You can find compassion here
  But the page turns too fast
    We fell in this hole that opened up
  Giving up on hope
  Living without love
  And we still type black lines
  When the world comes crashing down
  These notes will fold themselves
    Adjust the aperture to focus on the negative
  Like phosphors in the darkroom ignite
  Like dodging faces in the corner of the print
  Frame by frame this hole is opening and we fall in
    There is no such thing as whole
  There is a hole in the world