I watch the wonder creeping over all the walls we've made
A tragic sly cascade
And I watch it flood away the light from any candle's flame
With wick entwined of late
Can't keep a fire in rain
And the worst of it all is that you know me
And you know that I will fall for it every time
When we collide it's death to rights
Sooner or later we will find new winds to carry home
The hearts we've turned to stone
And I pray they're strong enough to weather gems from cindered coal
That you have left to smoke
Burned out before the stoke
And the worst of it all is that you know me
And you know that I will fall for it every time
When we collide it's death to rights
How many will we leave wondering?
It's starts we never finish
And ends we never start
How many lives will break upon our callous hearts?
Will break upon our callous hearts
And the worst of it all is that you know me
And you know that I will fall for it every time
When we collide
Fall for it, every time
When we collide it's death to rights
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