Half-light colliding. Am I divining her? As I see her in a new light, so unfamiliar in the new light. I rediscover the anti you, all of the things you’re afraid to say… Is there something deeper? Is there something deeper? So high we are flying. We’re on the fine line of the pouring rain. The way the air feels just before it starts to come down and I guess someone in me wanted us to slow it down. O night divine, let’s not define if our deceit is true. Just close your eyes and let me find the anti me to you. Is there something deeper? Is there something deeper? From underneath a canopy suspended in our disbelief, honey I can hold on, I think that I can hold on. Honey I can hold on, I think that I can hold on. But I cannot be sure there’s something deeper, there’s something deeper. Let it out, out, out here and now.