The silence is saying
That you're gonna wait no more
Found me flightless, faking
Sleep walking through the door
You pretend I'm playing
When I say I can't move
Bound and blind eyed, breaking
Beneath the going through
Maybe we can pass time
Or go back to the past times
Or maybe it's the last time
The grief of
What you lost
Lifts up its mirror to you
Deepest press
Pressed down through your bed
I'm chained to chasing
You paint hues in indigo
Been pushed and pulled but pressed inside of
Heaven's weapon, grief that glows
Do you want to pass time?
Somehow make it go fast this time?
So then you'll never have to feel it
Or maybe it's the last time
The grief of
What you lost lifts up its mirror to you
Deepest press
Pressed down through your bed
The grief of
What you lost lifts up its mirror to you
Deepest press
Pressed down through your bed
Is that all it was?
And it's all enough
The silence is saying
That you're gonna wait no more
Found me flightless, faking
Sleep walking through the door
