Is my body that I trust
Deeper than my voice
Deep to the sound of my heart
I can hear you moving on
Like the tracks of a train
Where there’s no way back to the start

Oh the worry
That you carry me over
Oh the dead lie
But you carry me over

Oh we’re moving on and on
Like a pendulum in swing
Where there’s no way back to the start
Copy paste is a sin, always on the run is better
Oh the worry
That you carry me over
Oh the dead lie
But you carry me over

Over the worry
You follow deeper down
Over the worry
I follow down

To feel you
I followed you down, down, down