The lights burned down
Don't you love the sound?
The sedative buzzing
Of my words
Signifying nothing?
The bang and whimper
God's lonely call
All you hold dear
Is to rise and fall
And I've stuck electrodes to what should be alive
I know hope dies last, oh, but lastly it dies
Can't seem to see you as a white rose or a halo over me
We fell from grace
Beneath the bottom line of things unsaid
The remnants of our terrible mistakes
The shape that love takes when it freezes up
I spent half a year setting fires with my brittle hands
We are crawling in circles
We're circles in circles
We're lighting wildfires
Extinguishing flames
We're the hope and ruin
We're holding on tighter
Pushing us away
We're circles and circles and circles in us
Always breaking down. Constantly rebuilding
Always breaking down. Constantly rebuilding
Oh, I've stuck electrodes to what should be alive
I know hope dies last, oh, but lastly it dies
Can't seem to see you as a white rose or a halo over me
We'll fall from grace again
Oh, I can't feel a pulse of what's dead like the night
I know hope dies last but I've seen its faded eyes
Can't seem to see you as a white rose or a halo over me
We fell from grace
We're circles in circles