Counterpoint - Delphic

Late at night

I’ll run through the streets and empty corridors

I’ll find my counterpoint

Inside a red room locked behind a door

I keep holding my head up, holding it up

Holding my head up

Holding it up

And you just don’t come back, around

It seems to me that we will never be

And tell me nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong

Nothing’s wrong today

Just tell me nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong

Nothing’s wrong today

Late at night

I’ll run through the streets and empty corridors

I’ll find my counterpoint

Inside a red room locked behind a door

Behind a door

And someone tell me

Nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong

Nothing’s wrong today

Just tell me nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong

Nothing’s wrong today

Everything I know

Everything I know

Suddenly gone

And tell me nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong

Nothing’s wrong today

And someone tell me

Nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong

Nothing’s wrong today

Today, today, today