We were hiding from the rain and the thunder. I've been staring out for days. As I wonder a long day around. So here we are again we're outnumbered. The feeling is a wave that I'm under. But I heard it call my name in the summer. Is it ever gonna change in my slumber. I can hear myself walking through this world. Can't believe it's not. They're talking so retarded. I don't know. It might not show. Let me go