Lyrics:

Yesterday there was an accident on a street where they held hands.
They were looking for their hearts, they were there from the start.
Maybe we were just a little too young then to understand,
what's easy to advance isn't always made to last.
Here we are. Card Shufing Past.
Ambivalent somewhere considering her half and he's trying not to laugh,
but they both see that the reckless blood of humanity tempers the quiet
and all the time they spent has led them to another end again again.

At night in dreams of a thousand moons and clear blue rain,
sometimes it seems as if we could build a love to free us from pain.
I know you think that it's easy to change but it's a symptom of age.

Portrait of two in white in a church house made of glass,
playing imaginary parts and they knew it from the start.
Now here we are, barely holding on to a promise of forever
we made lying in the grass when it isn't such a task.
Maybe we are just a little too cold now to understand
when reason nds it's end where an open heart begins to love again.

At night in dreams of a thousand moons and clear blue rain,
sometimes it seems as if we could build a love to free us from pain.
I know you think that it's easy to change but it's a symptom of age.

We don't move on when we don't have to.
People go, we understand.
More light. More vision.
More people seeing what they can.

At night in dreams of a thousand moons and clear blue rain,
sometimes it seems as if we could build a love to free us from pain.
I know you think that it's easy to change but it's a symptom of age.