Halcyon

Sickle, sickle, set me aside Burn the bridge, no mercy tonight As they run to retrograde love And I know the specter is calling Mountains are falling below into replication And I lay to waste my life, halcyon days and nights So I could be one of them, I could be one of them Promises buried twice, down where they won't survive So I could be one of them gripping to relevance These silhouettes will drive me crazy, oh-oh Brittle sparrow, pale by design Delicate, they corner my mind Feel them run, I'm feeling them run Precious is the retrograde In power, with no emotion It brings devotion and starts to fade And I lay to waste my life, halcyon days and nights So I could be one of them, I could be one of them Promises buried twice, down where they won't survive So I could be one of them gripping to relevance (I could be one of them) These silhouettes will make me contemplate (I grip to relevance) Will I fit or will I fade away? (I could be one of them) Burning bridges as devotions fade (I grip to relevance) Irrelevance is imminent, I could be one of them Oh!