Tearing At The Night And The Pages That I've Written
Steal
Inside This Room, The Changes Are So Subtle
The Fire Is
We've started not knowing where this winding road is leading
And So It Ends
It's Just Like In The Movies
In Disappearing
Tonight The Stars Die
The Needles Dance Like Fireflies
With Static Comes
Streaming Sound From Satellites Falling Down Like Rain Tonight
They're Crashing
this room has got a poison, tonight we drink it
My compliments are wearing thin,
This competition never seems to
The Crossfire Kept Me Out For Days Until Finally Silence
Here
Fall in Flight, The View Could Kill
Just The Ground To
These nights are getting longer by the day
every hour that
Charts And Graphs, Painted Walls, And These Poignant Explanations
Aren't Enough
This conversation is lasting too long,
Is it worth all the
Wake, watch, and sleep,
And it's the cadence of her breath,
That
Am I Responsible For Holding The Candle That Set Fire
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