When we forgot how we had known (...) Our seats were shown The names of the stars When the tides would come The face of the moon And place of the sun Storm king seams to say Bad weather was on its way But we'd already stop listening And you know nothing was easier to believe It's hard to ask for what you need And we found out its not forever Running from d**h doesn't make (...) never Storm king seams to say That a change was on its way But we'd already stop listening