Text: Guster. Ganging Up on the Sun. Hang on.
Here we are outside a novel waiting for an end
But we don't know the authors or the book
Maybe, someone's writing chapters
For us while we sleep from a million miles away
Stuck without a captain or a chart
No one seems to know just who to follow anymore
Hang on, hang on, there's a twilight
A nighttime and a dawn
Who knows, how long?
So hang on, hang on
If we fall inside a forest, would it make a sound?
Doesn't seem there's anyone around
Days are long and carry on, still don't understand
We're a million miles away
Stuck without a captain or a chart
No one seems to know just who to follow anymore
Hang on, hang on, there's a twilight
A night time and a dawn
Who knows, how long?
So hang on, hang on
Hang on, hang on when all is shattered
When all your hope is gone
Who knows, how long there is a twilight?
A night time and a dawn
We break, we bind, wave hand
Pretend when your hope is gone
Hang on, hang on
But we don't know the authors or the book
Maybe, someone's writing chapters
For us while we sleep from a million miles away
Stuck without a captain or a chart
No one seems to know just who to follow anymore
Hang on, hang on, there's a twilight
A nighttime and a dawn
Who knows, how long?
So hang on, hang on
If we fall inside a forest, would it make a sound?
Doesn't seem there's anyone around
Days are long and carry on, still don't understand
We're a million miles away
Stuck without a captain or a chart
No one seems to know just who to follow anymore
Hang on, hang on, there's a twilight
A night time and a dawn
Who knows, how long?
So hang on, hang on
Hang on, hang on when all is shattered
When all your hope is gone
Who knows, how long there is a twilight?
A night time and a dawn
We break, we bind, wave hand
Pretend when your hope is gone
Hang on, hang on
Guster