Closer

We got bolder

Holding our hands

Knitting our whole life

You are not heeding

Your own call

Command the rest

Fevered gazing at your hell

Eager but feeling undeserved

We got closer

Out of our hands

Turn It on

I've been fleeing back to my home

Tearing down the fence

I'll sit among the

Oaks at night

I'll grieve the last fears

For you and me

For you and me

For you and me

For you and me