The truth is rare
Like nature blue
It cuts too deep
To ever return
Some don't look back
CO2 on our necks
We can't outrun
Demons of our past
Who are you when you're on your own?
Who are you with nowhere to go?
Who are you when you're haunted by the ruin?
Who are you in your darkest dreams?
Who are you with the loss of seams?
Who are you when you're caught between the truth
And what you thought you knew?
The ash falls
Like floating rain
Darkened gray
On the window pane
Would you save
Your younger self
From a burning building?
Or would you hope for help?
Who are you when you're on your own?
Who are you with nowhere to go?
Who are you when you're haunted by the ruin?
Who are you in your darkest dreams?
Who are you with the loss of seams?
Who are you when you're caught between the truth
And what you thought you knew?
And what you thought you knew
