Outro In No Minor

Far away from our homes the heat will flash. Behind the dash, it gathers. Such winds blow cold-the fiction of your life’s love so deep in the blood. And I’m taking pictures of all of this. I’ll write down the history in the case that we are missed. Throw out the medicine-our lives will enhance. Search out complacency and we’ll never miss the dance, never the dance. The end of the night we’ll remember-it redesigns out lives.