Gone Sunken eyes withered and tired On the outside same as before Red eyes consoled there's a map of the shore Everything but you was facing north
Why don't you come around The king wears a severed crown Your horizon The timing it wasn't right I'm such a sorry sight What goes around comes around
Ten miles of forest on each side Shadows in patterns that tricks the light You're facing north, but opposite me It's a sight no one gets to see We could cover up right, wait for the rain Wait for it all to come back again But you're making me nervous, making me nervous So come and lie down in the silence
Why don't you come around The king wears a severed crown Your horizon The timing it wasn't right I'm such a sorry sight On the ground, I was watching your light