On the eve of our exile we carve names in the elms   To remember our last days of life on the roads   In broad daylight we crawl through the trenches   To meet our fate of our razor wire fences      As we crash through the floor   Taking but always wanting more      My lips are wet and dry and as the night, cold as ice   As the ground beneath me fails we all take flight   Held as captives but we never die, never die   Fix these broken dreams and leave this place alive      I will come to you in madness and impossibility   I will come to you forever knowing you won't come to me   I will come to you as life's fears kick the ground beneath my feet   I will come to you forever knowing you won't come to me      So much I don't know      As we crash      I really need   I wont scrape by   I really need it      It's always blue rain   Words that I can't hear   Steal my breath again   Then she disappears      This is what I am   A fogged symmetry   Begging to be put   Out of my misery      I wait for the sky   Filled with broken dreams   To open up and swallow me      I will leave this place alive