From the tallest heights We could hear from all directions Their careful goodbyes And all the hands beside The coldest of queens That we carried like trophy wives We sang along to lonely strings We danced atop a child's dreams We waited for these bitter things To take their leave To take their leave tonight We break the walls we love for peace We trade what little's left In search of some release In every photograph We see it staring back The comfort that comes with the past And all your favorite parts Don't fit into the vacancies you hide behind your heart We end the day with littered lungs We speak despite our swollen tongues We own the broken notes we sung But this won't hold But this won't hold for long We break the ones we loved for peace We trade what little's left In search of some release We tell ourselves it's only just enough to breath We trade what little's left In search of some release We break the ones we loved for peace We trade what little's left In search of some release We tell ourselves it's only just enough to breath We trade everything we are In search of some release