Counterpoint

Late at night, I'll run through the streets and empty corridors
I'll find my counterpoint, inside a red room locked behind a door

I keep holding my head up, holding it up
Holding my head up, holding it up
And you just don't come back, around
It seems to me that we will never be

And tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong today
Just tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong today

Late at night, I'll run through the streets and empty corridors
I'll find my counterpoint, inside a red room locked behind a door. Behind a door

And someone tell me
Nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong today
Just tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong today

Ooooooh, everything I know
Ooooooh, everything I know
Is suddenly gone

And tell me nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong today
And someone tell me, nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong today, today, today, today

Today
Today
Today

Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing

And someone tell me
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing