…in your dress
And the ringing of the bells
Oh, you won’t tell what you could’ve had
Early in your lies
Part of you stand still

Pull your sky over like wool
For us
Run to the ones you thought
You could love
It’s the same
Chipped out sense

And we are turning in
I have been so high
Oh, it’s needed so more

I have no more to give
Slow life cycles have come to close
About to lose these shattered hearts
To your kiss, turn to you now

I have been staying to show you that
Show clearly…cry, cry