Oh how I wander through the days   Breaths and books I saw someplace   Was afraid to see your face   Thought it'd turn into a crashing sound   That filled my ears    All the passengers are here   I see the way they crumple up   And finally prepare themselves   To be all of the things they must become      Oh how I stumble through the night   Drank a bit I saw some fights   Was afraid to hear your name   Thought it'd turn into a crashing sound   That filled my ears   All the passengers are here   I see the way they crumple up   And finally prepare themselves   To be all of the things they must become