Sending, sending, sending... I'm sending you this letter, so you can understand what I'm going through It won't make you feel better, but I swear, all this is true I'm standing on the edge of the unknown Hoping that you can keep me from being alone I reach out my hand, and hold you into me This is my stand; this is who I want to be I call out your name, and pray for us to escape I'm not the same; I'm reaching sub-level seven Sub-level seven Sub-level seven I'm hoping you can hear my voice, through the endless meteor storm outside You will have to make a choice; pick the route for us to ride I'm standing on the edge of the unknown Knowing that I'll one day be alone I reach out my hand, and hold you into me This is my stand; this is who I want to be I call out your name, and pray for us to escape I'm not the same; I'm reaching sub-level seven Sub-level seven Sub-level seven Sub-level seven Sub-level seven