When the wind blows The mist will fall Rolling between the tendons of the trees Even though it's too soon to call You go searching for the nighttime When you've become Saturated with the times that seem to come There's a taste of darker days But we're still young Digitize yourself with iron bones we're strong When you can't afford to lose Swallow the pill Quiet whisper Listen to the call Claiming that there is hope in some relief In the echo we can feel so small Even though this is the right time When you've become Saturated with the times that seem to come There's a taste of darker days But we're still young Digitize yourself with iron bones we're strong When you can't afford to lose Swallow the pill Darker Days Darker Days Darker Days Darker Days Darker Days Darker Days When the wind blows The mist will fall Rolling between the tendons of the trees Even though it's too soon to call You go searching for the nighttime