How Will We Catch Them out?

In a burst of panic dark

Collision shock and smashed to stars

And I tell you, every piece of me

Was reflecting something sweet

On the subway station floor

My veins were tracks all warped and worn

And I tell you, when you get down Lethe-low

You can dream as deep as gold

Half the world don’t know

How will we catch them

How will we catch them out?

Now I’m leaning towards the day

When the polar split just melts away

And I tell you, if we take it all real slow

We can dream as deep as gold

Half the world don’t know

How will we catch them

How will we catch them out?