The lights phase out here
feel the weight crashing down
on tall illusions.
the signs are blank here
i feel the frame closing now
on worn conclusions...

I’ll crash the gates
spill yesterdays
I feel [bad word] [bad word] 
it’s like too much, much
cause I can still feel...you here
you here

and I lie awake
on distant dreams
and I can still feel...
and I lie embraced
in mystery
and I can still feel
you here...

and I can still feel

and I lie awake
on distant dreams
and I can still feel...

I’ll leave our names here
I’ll write in bold on the floor
to cross tomorrows.
I’ll take the stairs where
we can search the years before
and move our shadows...

I’ll crash the gates
spill yesterdays
I feel [bad word] 
cause I can still
...still feel...

I’m losing sight again
so take us back in time...
let’s rewind

rewind.