You lie awake. Truth in your dreams. In summer's heat with sleepless exhaustion. Beneath these lies there's a sorrow in disguise. Beneath these lies there is more. The summer ends, fall comes again. The ground's dressed up in death and decay. Does your heart match the sky? Does it match an autumn's night? Are you blacking out your heart?
Do the changing of the seasons change something deep inside your heart? You only speak the truth in your dreams just so you can lie awake and fall apart.
The winter winds bite at my cheeks. The months roll by, days grow longer. Does your heart match the sky? Does it match a winter's night? Are you blacking our your heart?
Black me out. Let me fall from where you built me so strong from the start. I would rather die in this weather than fight the storm that's blacking out your heart.