Old streets turn unto a stairwell, ascending to the resolve where We sell grief for grim and petty farewells, with you a hundred feet tall. And it's tough when walking in rhythm to measure up with the time, So I stayed pondering direction for an infinite line. And I have fallen while wading through shallows Fell to fear for the blue So I guess I was just waiting to find out That you are human, too. Dark night, speaking about our souls, we were driving through a Place where we were not meant for, but it was all we could do. The whole time we were counting our curses, then stopped once for the stars You pulled a pen to put it in verses when we were back in the car. And I have fallen while wading through shallows Fell to fear for the blue So I guess I was just waiting to find out That you are human, too.