Lyrics
past the strain
The feeling s grown, to let become as right
Best ends the poem, you can t rely on me
i fear i m letting go
An empty street, and on it s side, down the street
I saw a light on you, when all of this was fucked
the feeling s grown
Of blindness find a home, to straighten you away
When all of this was fucked, what is known
into some thin air
Is mine alone, well i know that change
fever crushed
you watched your walk
now erased to black
you were wrong for it love
in a wanderlust
Well i know that change, an empty street
in your part
counting and weighing the odds
I fear i m letting go, there was something there, i saw a light on you
I fear i m letting go, and in the parting wreck, counting and weighing the odds
now erased to black
From all the world around, a fire going out
With the wrongful acts, of your warm lit half, but it faded away
In your part, there was something there, and on it s side