Brain, and the upper brain
Rubbish, isn’t it?
But weirdo will drive us away

Rain, and the abandoned train
Rubbish, obviously
But there’s our echoes waiting to be heard

We’ll be found, found crying
Remnant of us, found dying
We’ll be found, found flying
The fact will be found
They’ll know we’re now alive

We’ll be found, found missed
Remnant of us, found passed
Once we existed beautifully so much

We’ll be found

We’ll be found, found crying
Remnant of us, found dying
We’ll be found, found flying
The fact will be found
They’ll know we’re now alive

We’ll be found, found missed
Remnant of us, found passed
Once we existed beautifully so much