A Good Place To Bury Your Dreams

This is not about me It's all these fading arms that we leave While we hide in the dark As it brightens up All of the patterns of our grieve But I'm not about to leave It's all these guiding lights that lead to the fields Where we bury our dreams And the hopes that we placed in the promise of our shields Still we pass by why you're looking so confused Why do I refuse? You ask why, why you're looking so confused Why do I refuse, refuse to leave? And it's not about the words It's just that I can't leave without someone getting hurt Every single reply leaves a silence As I seem to nurture the absurd But I'm not about to leave I found a place where we can bury our dreams While we hang up our hearts And the numerous parts That just went up in the seems Still we pass by why you're looking so confused Why do I refuse? You ask why, why you're looking so confused Why do I refuse, refuse to leave? The days are getting shorter We rush in to the water And finally we found a good place to bury our dreams The waves will lead us further To the blinding thrills of murder And finally we found a good place to bury our dreams