Draft — unverified machine transcript (Whisper, from the isolated vocal stem). Contains mishearings and no verse structure. Correct against the real lyrics, and do not publish until the band grants written permission.
You
Glorious disaster
Hopeless tragedy
Maybe this has all been for nothing
Maybe it wasn't meant to be
Can we get out of the rain?
Will I ever see you again?
When you feel it creeping under
Be my call to arms to yours
I'll believe it when I see it
You are my call to arms to yours
Glorious the danger
We stand tragically
If only we could just feel something
If only this was real enough for me
For me
Can we get out of the rain?
Will I ever see you again?
When you feel it creeping under
Be my call to arms to yours
I'll believe it when I see it
You are my call to arms to yours
We can unravel this
We can unravel this
We can unravel this
We can unravel this
We can unravel this
We can unravel this
your arms. It's all in your arms. It's all in your arms. It's in your arms. It's all
in your arms. It's in your arms. It's all in your arms.
It's all in your arms.
It's all in your arms.