Did you expect it all to stop At the wave of your hand? Like the sun's just gonna drop If it's night you demand Well, in the dark we are just air So the house might dissolve Once we are gone, who is gonna care If we were ever here at all? Well, summer is gonna come and it's Gonna cloud our eyes again There is not need to focus When there is nothing that's worth seeing So we trade liquor for blood
And in an attempt to tip the scales I think you lost what you Loved in that mess of details They seemed so important at the time Now you can't even recall Any names, faces, or lines It is more the feeling of it all Well, winter is gonna end I'm going to clean these veins again So close to dying that I finally can start living Oh, yeah