Christian:    constant – secession – procession - what binds you and me   lines around your links drag behind our wake    rouse us up from daze - drowning in praise    resounds from innocence slaughtered    beneath her wings unfolded over me    but could I - have found something?    i reach my balance to the sky    encircling chains on your neck    to sever our ties - tighter your columns break    sixty five pieces laid waste - rage rain for forty nights   let me cut you down   so I see more of you          Craig:    i’ve waited too long   i’ve wasted so long   i want to be able to fly one more time   why do I fall for you?   but i promised myself I’d try