I never saw you in your pain And you never saw me in my pain So we're expecting it to wash away No one ever wants to feel the blame. We built up the structures of "what is" A city of first person narratives And found that there's a gap that sits between Everything that's said and what's perceived. And no one told us what to make of it And no one told us what to do When we get tired of hanging out Then come on, come on let's go through. I felt the past start creeping in While you sought the language to begin And everything that we could choose would be Just as meaningful, just different. We Looked at the window, but it looked back So you pressed your face up against the glass And I could only see that we exist Doubled in the darkened evening mist. And no one told us what to make of it And no one told us what to do When we get tired of hanging out Then come on, come on let's go through. All that we will ever be Is wrapped in what we'll never see And all the fears and all the dreams Will never come, will never leave.