We're swerving in and out of lanes with our coincidings pains. nWould you calm down please?nAnd though you say it's not the case, we're full of irony and space and you know it. nBut oh, you've know it all along.nYou see this constant change in plans is tossed about in plastic hands. nDon't you feel that? nAnd though we're out here on our own,nWe're a thousand miles from home.nWe could make it, and we could take this in our hands.nWe could fall between these lines if you would work with me. nI could pull you from the cellar; we could break these chains together.nAnd you'll become just what you always meant to be. nFrom this darkness, we're escaping as we're climbing from the belly of the sea.nAnd all these battle lines are placed, though their meaning's been erased into silence.nso we stayed and stood our ground, though there was no one to be found. nWe were so afraid, but we just stood on anyway.nDon't you wait. nYou know that you were made for this.