The dark victory: all around turns to dust,
Bounded to the total emptiness. This forced memory: alive,
Cradled by, complete separation.
And then the world around us loses it's meaning.
This is the dance, in which we become impious.
This is the closed grin with shallow flailing.
In the constant cacophony of beating hearts and searching eyes,
Street signs and traffic lights my tears
Crack through the floorboard sinking into you.
Beating hearts and searching eyes,
Street signs and traffic lights
Trying to declare that I'm still here.
Beating hearts and searching eyes,
Street signs and traffic lights my tears
Crack through the floorboard sinking into you.
My darling take a sip. Now it's our together.
This is another song about heartbreak gone right.
My darling take a sip. Now it's our together.
This is another song about dreams clenched tight.
In this moment, we are together. Let's face our fears tonight.