The time has come, the sun has set We're lost where colors are turning black As we move further down the line You stabbed me in the back! You mislead your pride with the turning of the tide
At the walking hour, on just the other day I told myself this would go away At the walking hour, I've wasted so much time I'm wide awake with only one face in my mind
The broken words we tried to say Our memories, a silent blade Lost in confusion before it's began We're wounded, blind and afraid
Every time your lips speak words Both a blessing and a curse
