Colour Of Fire - Italics lyrics

The sound of your soul is watered down, a finished thoughts not a work of art. You see the line, take the bait, you're stuck to the tracks of a figure of eight. The blossom fell for the moment that you held the heart of an acrobat. The dew has dried, the leaking skies are all patched up. Square peg, round hole, you won't feel this way forever arrest your sadness, let the sting run out of venom (when love's) a silent sounding frequency, a distant noiseless memory, you'll hold words to your brand new heart, closer still. Your DNA's in the blood red beat, the claustrophobic sound of heat will take control, move you there, you won't have to think. Square peg, round hole, you won't feel this way forever. Possess the movement away from nights much darker Whilst others try to save your life, promise me this one You'll try again, and shout out 'Hey, I won't lie still' Square peg, round hole, you won't feel this way forever Believe in silence, We could share a mind between us, share a map between us, share a moment, even.