Crash

Your car passed my street today
But no one was driving
It must be a metaphor
For losing my mind
Moving slow
But way out of control
I'm standing amongst you all
And nobody's listening

So hold on
To something still
Hold on
To something still
Hold on
Hold on

I can't stop this rocket ship
From lifting me higher
It's sort of like wedding bells
That clamor in silence
Moving slow
But way out of control
We grew with the speed of light
But crashed in the night

So hold on
To something still
Hold on
To something still
Hold on
Hold on

So do you listen
To the system in your ear?
Sounds like a whisper
Can you picture anything?
We grew with the speed of light
But crashed in the night

So hold on
To something still
Hold on
To something still
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on