| A blessed cold to rest, infirmed.
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| The veil is lost, there is no shelter.
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| Feel it rise out there, just beyond where our traps are disengaged.
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| Like things we love are incomplete, and thus we fall, we fall away.
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| A fading light, one bleeding tide.
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| Hold tight while we begin.
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| Burn the ink into my skin.
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| No light shines in my heart, in my heart.
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| Sick souls, we climb above.
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| There’s no more truth in love.
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| When you let me go, who can I trust?
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| My darkest fears now broken free.
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| As life distends, they gather round me.
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| We burned away and all the rest is gone.
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| So much time’s now forced away.
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| Cautious words, all we can say.
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| This is where it all begins.
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| Nothing left of what I’ve seen,
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| Just the spaces in between.
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| Live, just let it go.
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| Like a severed frame, my time is lost.
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| Give me one more chance to look inside my heart.
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| Just one more chance to look inside my heart, and just let it go.
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| Sick souls, we climb above.
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| There’s no more truth in love.
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| When you let me go, who can I trust? |