Crystal's getting high   Hands full of superstar   The trail awaits   We walk in single   Walk in single file   It's cold   On a wet phone      Crystal shuts her eyes   Ah ah ah ah ah   As the night walks in for crystal   We're still crawling high   Ah ah ah ah ah       When my head stops thinking   And my feet don't touch the ground    Will my heart stop pumping?   Will my breath still make a sound?   Well, it's far too late for nothing   But it's not too late, too late to drown   Well, I can't help thinking   Will it all fall down?      Crystal's getting high   Hair full of butterflies   A bed awaits   We walk in single file   When my head stops thinking   And my feet don't touch the ground    Will my heart stop pumping?   Will my breath still make a sound?   Well, it's far too late for nothing   But it's not too late too late to drown   Well I can't help thinking   Will it all fall down?      Ah ah ah ah ah