I can see the interest of the wise

Fade to the black and mirrored skies

Let the ironies suffice

Wouldn’t it be the only thing to see

Pretending the lie is happening internally

& having the guts to quit would provide

Wide awake , aware

My hands can’t hold on to what I care

You have it all to loose

All the flowers for the grave

Yeah we forget it was the cross we lay

Overall, sensible

It is the space in the form of a year

And to be wise in the comfort is why

The resistance will always survive out of mind

You turn around

And it’s spinning, I know

With what it seems that you are realizing now

It is over, and apart

Halo’s, I can hear them

In the ground

With a fortune’s grace, I could save your place

Having everything enthrall, oh the glory of it all

But I feel like I’m a zero, as it all comes down

Without it inside

Can I believe you for tonight, creating the final

Feeling that’s in mind

And I would feel the trust, I can feel the trust

I can feel, I know, I know, it’s coming home

I’d listen to you until death becomes me