Woorden: Maritime. Before You Were Born.

First the engine cut, then car doors
The garage door and the shoe heels
Then the gate, the dogs and the screen door is alive

And neighborhood kids in hiding places
Fighting with each other's faces
Tearing up the dirt and t-shirts in the yard

Powerlines, star signs constellations
Don't exist as information
But they are all yelling anyway

You can't stand the storm
It's been happening since before you were born
And the fear that folds us over never changes

There are two speeds: now and never
It's all black and white forever
Will we ever be comfortable? I don't know

Though the fog and war are severed
They are put right back together
If you never say never, it'll never ever ever end

You can't stand the storm
It's been happening since before you were born
Still the fear that folds us over never changes