Where do we go from here, where do we go?
And is it real or just something we think we know?
Where are we going now, where do we go?
'Cause if it's the same as yesterday, you know I'm out
Just so you know

Because, because our paths they cross
Yesterday was hard on all of us
On all of us

And who can we trust from here, who can we trust?
And are you real or just something from wanderlust?
Who can you trust from hear, sweet flower, who can you trust?
From cradle to grave, from ashes to ashes
From dust to dust

Because, because our paths they cross
Yesterday was hard on all of us
On all of us

Where do we go from here, where do we go?
And we got nothing we can trust and nothing we can sell
And how do we get out?
How do we move around with all these eyes on us?
Tell you what, you go first
It's almost like it's kind of rehearsed

Because, because our paths they cross
Yesterday was hard on all of us
On all of us

Copyright: THIRD SIDE MUSIC INC.
Writer(s): FINIAN GREENALL, GUY WHITTAKER, TIM THORNTON