Lyrics : Porter Robinson
Music : Porter Robinson
Is anyone there?
Who survived? Somebody new?
Anyone else but you?
On a lonely night was a blinding light
A hundred leaders would be borne of you
And though I know, since you've awakened her again
She depends on you, she depends on you
She'll go alone, and never speak of this again
We depend on you, we depend on you
We depend on you, we depend (I'll depend) on you
I don't know much about your life beyond these walls
The fleeting sense of love within these God-forsaken halls
And I can hear it in his voice, in every call;
"This girl who's slept a hundred years has something after all"
I'll go alone, and never speak of you again
And though I know since you've awakened her again