Making ropes, break ties, 
Holding throats, kill time, 
Pushing doors, pick sides, 
Kicking floors, sway minds. 

Making ropes, breaking ties, what will be of you? 
Holding throats, killing time, we must see this through. 
But you will be the very end of me I swear. 

Pushing doors, picking sides, you came out the blue. 
Kicking floors, swaying minds, I look straight through you. 
But you will be the very end of me I swear. 

I know you want to know how I was before, 
I know you want to know how I lived before, 
I know you want me to grow with you and open doors, 
I know you want me to go unless you want more. 
I know that you know that I can’t stay away, 
I know you can’t show it but you re-live the day 
You made my breath stop. 

You promised you’d put back the life you took away, 
I cannot wake up without you in my way. 
I cannot sleep when I’m so small I fade back, 
Swinging doors blind my eyes and I can’t react. 
It’s so close the air gets through and get’s in my head, 
I want you in my horizon not in empty beds. 
I’ll hold you when all is lost, or we’ve found it all, 
You made my breath stop before.

released 11 August 2013  [bad word] /signalsuk [bad word]