When we sat in evenings
Counting up the seconds
Between the thunder and the lightning
Trying to find the distance
The space between what we feel and what we see
Like the distance coming between you and me
So don't be long
Don't be long
All we murder and confetti
Our science in the holy ghost
The space between is spread and getting strong
Distance only grows so don't be long
So don't be long
Don't be long
Line between getting air and getting gone
These lines get distorted so don't be long
And if you're going
Count the seconds up
Count the seconds up for me
Don't be long
