Smoke in my hair from the protest flares
For now
But I'm still not sovereign, from you
For now
The bus arrives fast, I sit upstairs
Alone
I can hardly breathe, knowing you're near
For now
Oh, but I
Whisper a gambler's prayer
Throwing a thousand-sided die
That I find you in the faces out the window
But they're not yours
Oh, for now
Desaturated crowd scene
From a gladly forgotten dream
For now
And I can't accept
That this is what's left for us
Oh, but I
Whisper a gambler's prayer
Throwing a thousand-sided die
That I find you in the faces out the window
Oh, I'm still yours
Whispering a gambler's prayer
Throwing a thousand-sided die
That I find you in the faces out the window
But they're not yours
Oh, for now (fire)
That I find you in the faces out the window
They're not yours
Oh, for now (brain box)
