歌词
Calm disciple, the symmetry of touch
Unmasked in fiction. I breathe you in
I drank your poison and spun its gold
But I don't feel so rich
It all depends on you
Don't be so shy
I held your life
It's who I used to be
Lay down at 17
Don't be so shy
It's who I used to be
Gave up at 17
Don't raise the dead
I won't back down if you say…
We lived through the ice age to carve our angel wings
And my feet start to tingle as we reach for higher ground