Midnight comes around again
Soothing all the twists and turns for us
Before you open up your eyes
My broken hand turns out the light and then

Dust to dust they say
That's the way that we go
If it's too soon or late
It's something more than we know
Dust to dust they say
That's the way that we go
If it's too soon or late
It's something more than we know
Circling

Morning brings it into view
All of us hopeless yet so beautiful
You never opened up your eyes
Nobody with you on your last goodnight

Dust to dust they say
That's the way that we go
If it's too soon or late
It's something more than we know
Dust to dust they say
That's the way that we go
If it's too soon or late
It's something more than we know
Circling

And dust to dust they say
Well that's the way that we go
If it's too soon or late
It's something more than we know
Dust to dust they say
Well that's the way that we go
If it's too soon or late
It's something more than we know
It's something more than we know
Circling (circling)
Circling
It's something more than we know
(Circling)
Circling
It's something more than we know
It's something more than we know
Circling
(Circling circling circling)
My broken hand turns out the light