All our spies are selling secrets Conversations left unsolved Cut my fingers rearranging

But the sequence I was off

On a scale of one to both barrels Cut my ties with those soothing lies On a scale of one to leaving

I was 4 or maybe 5

All our hearts

All our souls a waste All our hearts

All our souls a waste

To consider this one second Consider falling off

To the edges left unrendered Cut my fingers hanging on

All those mornings left unmourned for Try to focus I'm trailing off

On the way to warmer climes

To be leaving never ending

All our hearts

All our souls a waste

All our hearts

All our souls a waste

Outside in the cold

Outside looking skyward, skyward, skyward To a place you’re not a human disgrace

Outside in the cold

Outside looking skyward, skyward, skyward To a place you’re not a human disgrace