Altogether blindly chasing devils. Everything fragile and grey. Hapless intimacy, A jealous kiss. Love, memory. Of course, Im scared. We're all scared of failing Of course, Im young. We're all young and ageing. And we care a little more, so we give a little less. Oh, we care a little more, so we give a little less. away Comfort really comes with force, only in the idle spaces. Growing in your silent thoughts, damaging the dust that it replaces. (that it replaces)