Look away, we've quite the ha**le. No longer quiet, still binding, slow beating; "We'll never leave this place", excusing the right to feel alone and unloved. I felt the refrain, I've seen the colors change, eyes roll back to meet her. Turn back and disprove the meaning of love; "if only I was just lost, we'd be just fine" (Calling....but signing off....sounding nothing like myself again).