If time isn't hunting us Then why do we care? If time doesn't come for us Where do we go? Sunrise on the run Let it come, through your window It's too late to stop Let it come, let it be now If time isn't hunting us Why am I scared? God isn't proud of us For being dead Sunrise on the run Let it come, through your window It's too late to stop Let it come, let it be now (You can't do that to lose it) (You're here for now) (You need to turn and run) (But who's to know)