(uh you know.. it's a little strange to be back now, we we're here about 6 years ago... i can get into this long story but i'm not going to.

...but we had a really great time, it's really great to be back, with me and all of you in the dark and soon we'll all go home.)

picture you down the hall

you've been walking on a straight line for so long

i don't know how i got this wrong

but i guess it's not that great if i go on

i was covered in snow

take my time (take my time)

i'm holding on (i'm holding on)

and if i write another song, will you help me out? (cuz we're falling out of time)

writing the words that i cannot say myself

we’ll find a way to waste our time

the sweet taste of grace of a lullaby

lullaby

if you could see you through my eyes

you wouldn’t want another love or brighter skies

brighter skies

feels like i can't reach you

ideal idea taking over truth

feels like i can't see you

but i can hear the crow call out, harmonious coo

feels like you won't reach me

ever since my behavior has been ornery

feels like you can't see me

in the way i wish you would, i know it's hard to believe

(say my name)

another common collection tied

(take my time)

to memories of things that never arrived

(i'll hold your line, remember your eyes)

(and i see you walking straight)

another way to tell my mind

(as i grit my teeth)

that everything is perfect all the time

(seeing you running away from me, i know it's hard to believe)

another way to circumvent

all of the hard work that i need to survive

i want to survive

another group to fantasize

another apple seeds filled with cyanide

and i'd watch the hopeless stars for you

every single one of em

and i guess i won't be close to you

cause really in the end