I can feel the knives in my back, in my sides. As my body slowly fades. Can you reach into time?. Bring me back here alive?. Set the ocean's tides straight.
And she says it's cold. And she says the sky's about to fall. How do you know?. Well, she says the writing's on the wall. . Everything I made I somehow broke.
You say that love is a disease. Restless in its company. Like a river to the sea is where you run. You say that all the birds have flown. The heart an antique turned to stone.