Twenty stories to the end The countdown has begun Only four seconds to spend Then it will all be done Shoes gripping concrete's edge My shadow in the glass The city hum becomes a pledge To let the moment pass The coffee on my desk went cold A sip I never took Like pages left unread, untold A life without a book Four seconds in the air No time to say goodbye The wind is sharp, the ground is there I wonder if Ill cry I smell the rain on asphalt skin A laugh I used to know A flicker of a might, have, been Beneath the rooftop glow A voice says wait inside my head But softer than the breeze And all the people that I've fed Are just ghosts in memories Four seconds in a flash No time to change my mind I am waiting for the crash Too late to hit rewind Is courage in the jump or stay? In silence or the scream? Do endings start a cleaner day Or rip apart the dream? Four seconds in between Regret and sweet release Too late to ask what it all means Too fast to make my peace Four seconds in a flash Only four seconds