| Night-time walker, keep your distance | 
| Stay away from us, stay where you are | 
| History repeats her story, awakened by the sounds of long before | 
| I don’t wanna see you, I don’t wanna believe you’re here | 
| But it’s too hard not to when your songs I hear | 
| And all the sweet repeats that make her so beautiful | 
| Maybe it’s alright and the world’s not quite | 
| What you believed is now all upside down | 
| Maybe it’s alright and the world’s not quite | 
| What you believed is now all upside down | 
| Upside down, upside down, upside down, upside down | 
| A shattered silence into spinning | 
| The panic as you learn, there was nothing here worth living | 
| Hidden from this, an end, middle, beginning | 
| Imprisoned to watch a play where strangers stare, forgiving | 
| I believe that you and I have slowly made it to our final goodbye | 
| And when they ask, we’ll stray to omit | 
| Only truly knowing that this us was how we want it | 
| Maybe it’s alright and the world’s not quite | 
| What you believed, it’s now all upside down | 
| Go on, here in the sound I drowned, our nerves broke down | 
| What you believed is now all upside down | 
| She is sailing safely inside my head while we lay in the comforts of our own bed | 
| It’ll be alright, it’ll be alright | 
| Here, playing dead | 
| She’s sailing safely inside my head while we lay in the comforts of our own bed | 
| It will be alright, we’ll be alright | 
| Here, playing dead | 
| And ah, ooh | 
| And ah | 
| She’s sailing safely inside my head while we lay in the comforts of our own bed | 
| It’ll be alright, it’ll be alright | 
| Here, playing dead | 
| She’s sailing safely inside my head while we lay in the comforts of our own bed | 
| It’ll be alright, we’ll be alright | 
| Here, playing dead | 
| Maybe it’s my night to turn it upside down and start things over | 
| Maybe it’s my night to turn it upside down and start things over |