Letras:
Haste The Day Pressure The Hinges

I spoke too soon. The clock weighs on the counter top. Everything is sinking through the floor. You hold the door and I'll pressure the hinges. Would

: Have you seen the sun? Have you seen the sun? Or has the darkness dragged you further from your door? Take each other?s hands. Look into the clouds

: These lights are gone. My ears hear no sound. Folding between the skin and bone. We will hear and know. Folding back our ears and slow grows our heart

: It?s in your eyes. The look of certainty. The look of apathy. It?s in your eyes. I?m not so sure that we have nothing to lose. Should have held this

: When the skin breaks. He thought time could heal his growing shame. These white hot knives will turn to fire and they?ll burn. He stumbled out of the

: Chorus of Angels Destroy my silence That haunts me That claims me While darkness walks beside me Chorus of Angels Destroy my silence That haunts me

: Vertigo hits. Tonight we dance. What dance has brought us to a disfigured ballroom where we march in fine rows and our heels, our heels touch the ground

: Wake up now

: Why can't you feel this? Can't you understand I feel this? This is nothing I can see my reflection in your cheek bone We've been playing out this script