Our zeal congested and infected with the gauze As flocks of shadows graze on Your persistence in memory I'll never be what you hide from
Oh, sing to me again I remember when we were young and brave Oh, I guess I... Now I guess I fold I give in
With words they bring me back But we circulate then trap ourselves in discontent How could I have spent all this time to throw it away? Behind me is where you will stay All of this time I spent on you so you could just walk away
We are forever lost
Oh, sing to me again I remember when we were young and brave Oh, I guess I... Now I guess I fold I give in
And I've wondered for my own sake Have the years turned you to stone or the place you call your home?