Now we're counting seconds.
We've lost our only guide.
Left to watch our waking life fall to earth and collide.
Here memory serves no purpose.
Here hope is as vile a thing as the setting sun,
but all we ever wanted was to find out way back home.
To crawl back inside of you and forget we were ever born.
We've lost our only guide.
Left to watch our waking life fall to earth and collide.
Here memory serves no purpose.
Here hope is as vile a thing as the setting sun,
but all we ever wanted was to find out way back home.
To crawl back inside of you and forget we were ever born.