on your wall Burning on contact And the branches were stripped under winter's numb (What was prescious gets lost) With the breath that was a fire burning
the fall all waking up on the day before we were handed the open book when hands fell from mid face to block our eyes from seeing more fingers make a
covered ground much softer forgiving from much harder concrete sidewalks "I just expected more" or did you forget "Did you forget?" this was no longer a
We flail on to morning stars We'll offer all of ourselves just not to close our eyes Seize onto the sun as it rises in the east Ascend to open doors hanging
fields have been cut off with stars and black windmills The ticking clock spins out of control, erosion claims the monuments The wires rust sets the ghost
ours The headlights ahead are in blinking confirmation Offering reassurance we were right Take it back down This is me hanging from a nail, Missing
Bricks show through white textured walls Screaming their story with such empty hospital feel So dull Unforgiving floor Back down and face up Movement
breathe. One masquerade for the last parade. These hands back down. Pretend that I'm back to the a??please tell me how.a?? Hearts don't forget to
Bridges tremble behind us they are falling we've been sent home for so far bringing us from them but the road we go won't be far we'll save this day under
I can bear From planes tracing seams across the sky overhead Seed the soil left to fallow too long With pamphlets proclaiming "falls finally dead" a??just like! Growing up!a
Never found our way out again cause to trace this blood trail is more than I can bear this is my spring I finally fixed the car floored out of here I
Rewrite the book chapter three is empty pure white and hidden in the shadows one voice moving lips are absent whispers design for the future twisting
inside display of broken wings so smooth porcelain face cracks and flakes away turns pulse flying down telephone lines to the pictures on your wall burning
The fields have been cut off with stars and black windmills The ticking clock spins out of control Erosion claims the monuments Wires rust sets the ghost
We flail on to morning stars We'll offer all of ourselves just not to close our eyes Seize onto the sun as it rises in the east Ascend to open doors
?s ours the headlights ahead are in blinking confirmation offering reassurance we were right take it back down this is me hanging from a nail, missing
walls crash down around us standing atop the ocean these breaking waves threaten to drown the world and this canvas of sheets so ethereal morning comes
fall we woke up on the day before we were handed the open book (chamber clicks pin breaks the shell) when hands fell from mid face to block our eyes from sore seeing more fingers make a
