Jumped from behind, no warning sign
Where is my old friend?
Punched in the face
An empty space begins to fill in
The architect has placed his bet
But the odds are long
A random roll of chemicals
The black dog is gone
The atmosphere is crystal clear
No clouds in the sky
Burn up or down, draw in or out
Be careful with fire
And who knows when we'll fade to black
Crash back to square one
Until that day, we'll celebrate
The black dog is gone