Where do the dark things go?

Oh oh oh

Under the sun

I hope they stay

At the bottom of a lake

And what will I become

When I'm older?

And what will you become?

I don't want to think about it

And what's the point of it all?

I don't know

So I try not to think about it

Oh oh oh

Where do the dark things go?

Under the sun

I hope they stay

At the bottom of a lake

Under the sun

Where do the dark things go?

I don't know