If we are the chosen ones,nthan we must come undone.nIt all seems...nnBlanket round ?us speech,?nsurround us in all to reach.nIt all seems...nnDistance from God we knownis self-induced by days let go.nIt all seems...nnDark, dark. It all seems dark.nnWay down the road,nwe find love.nWe find love.nWay down the road, nwe find love.nWe find love.nnLead us back towards home.nTeach us so we can roam.nIt all seems...nnWay down the road,nwe find love.nWe find love.nWay down the road, nwe find love.nWe find love.nnDark, dark. It all seems dark.nDark, dark. It all seems dark.