2 acessos
from this moment
there is nothing left of us
maybe there never was
much point in hanging our hopes
high like daggers
aimed to pierce the earth's core
who were we falling for
before we broke we glittered in the sun
one day
you'll slip past the sleeping guards
through the gardens of drowned alarms
swallow me in your swan dive
fly from this house of cards
north of light's end
where the curtain falls
we're nowhere at all
one day
you'll slip past the sleeping guards
through the gardens of drowned alarms
signal me through the cell walls
sing to me from afar
a siren in an ice storm
at the end of the world