The choir aches, The trumpets sting our hearts Expected fate of everything We need to know the source The flesh is aged We shudder with every budge If I remain, then lead me in We live through written words Words ♪ I am vague to you A fly on the wall Your stardust in the whisk The lonesome dawn I am a trick to you A deserted thought Adrift in the mist It's an ugly luck ♪ Violent shakes If I'm caught then I'm done The sirens rang, the masses fled There's nothing left for us The choir aches We need to know the source If I remain, then lead me in We live through extinct words ♪ Our words Our words Our words
I am vague to you A fly on the wall Your stardust in the whisk The lonesome dawn I am a trick to you A desolate howl Absence of the wish I'm too far gone I'm too far gone ♪ I am vague to you A fly on the wall Your stardust in the whisk The lonesome dawn I am a trick to you An exhausted want I don't know where you've been Or where you are Or where you are