作曲 : Brian Robert Curry
 Oh, where do you begin?
 Who can say what the astray will win?
 A thread of the dread cut thin
 You’re testing destiny with what’s under skin
 To get through
 With just two, oh oh
 Oh, two deep breaths to breathe
 Between a daze of your thoughts beneath
 Let them weave
 Lead
 Weave
 Lead
 The grim isn’t a fright
 When on a whim into the night
 (Twisting in the morning when you come home alone)
 (Twisting in the morning when you’re coming, you come, come home)
 No, the grim isn’t a fright
 When on a swim into the white
 (Twisting in the morning when you come home alone)
 (Twisting in the morning when you’re coming, you come, come home)
 Know the grim isn’t a fright
 When on a limb, setting your sight
 (Twisting in the morning when you come home alone)
 (Twisting in the morning when you’re coming, you come, come home)
 Through
 With just two