Storm (Solidstice Remix)

In which we don't believe. In which we don't believe. High, the storm. High, the storm. High, the storm starts to fade. The sky gets more blue as it cuts away. Cuts cuts Away. Dreams are escaping out of Love. The truth is they're just falling down. Crying, falling through. Trying to run away, but I'm falling through. High, it starts to fade. The sky as it cuts away. High, It starts to fade. The sky As it cuts away. High, The storm starts to fade. The sky gets more blue as it cuts away. The sound of drops slipping on leaves. They run a race in which they don't believe. In Which they don't believe. High, it starts to fade. The sky As it cuts away. High, It starts to fade. The sky As it cuts away. High, the storm starts to fade. The sky gets more blue as it cuts away. The sound of drops slipping on leaves. They run a race in which they don't Believe. In which they don't believe. High, the storm. High, the storm. High, it Starts to fade. The sky it cuts away. High, High, the storm starts to fade. The sky gets more blue as it cuts away. The sound of drops slipping on leaves. They run a race in they don't believe. In Which they don't believe. In which they don't believe. In which we Don't Believe.