The lights go out and it's night again
We're floating outside like it's always been
Along the way I stop to think
Is it only temporary, are we too far in?
And we roam around, talking to ourselves
This empty bowl is filling and I'm trying to pull you out
It's a long way down, hope that we don't drown
Tomorrow I'll be here again and we'll be bound
Could I cut the ties I find, are haunting all the demons that I left inside
Could we tear all the paintings that were running dry
Blame it on the weather just one last time
Big steps to fill all the while, the making of the pieces only makes it worth the lie
Chasing the anchors and pacing ahead
And we're riding through the white lights, passing over midnight
Sailing on the high tides, waking in the past so air tight
Stalling all these fancy words I knew, faking only makes it worth what's true
Wreck the past, fake smiles and paper trash, pull the cord, break out the real facade
Stalling all these fancy words I knew, faking only makes it worth what's true
Could we speak a lie again
And hope that maybe when the night begins
Tomorrow's only 10 steps down below
If the pieces of the parting glass could tear these woes
Could we speak a lie again
And hope that maybe when the night begins
Tomorrow's only 10 steps down below
If the pieces of the parting glass could tear these woes
And we're riding through the white lights, passing over midnight
Sailing on the high tides, waking in the past so air tight
Stalling all these fancy words I knew, faking only makes it worth what's true
Wreck the past, fake smiles and paper trash, pull the cord, break out the real facade
Stalling all these fancy words I knew, faking only makes it worth what's true