Crooked Fingers - Your Apocalypse lyrics

In my dreams every time your apocalypse is mine With you 'live', with you 'die' Keep you near me for all time to last the end of days to never let you go Draggin by, times a blur saddest song I never heard Softly played, sweet and low Here's the love I never show you cold that drifts away Never to be known And like a Great Lake draining echoes in the space you're leaving I cant sleep at all for miles away, game on over lines and out of reach I leave what's done alone, end the day Dragging by, times a blur Saddest song I never heard softly played, sweet and low There's the promises I've sold you, rolled to slip away, to coldly come undone So in my dreams, I am sure, my apocalypse is yours so my friend, count me in If I come to you again, to drag along And like a Great Lake draining echoes in the space you're leaving I cant sleep at all The road away is taking you, from me, only leave what's done alone and on the days we gave all on the traces all i keep Burning down the light of all those empathies We end our days **some parts i couldnt quite make out, sorry **