Twelve Hour Turn - It's Your Move lyrics

I remember white pants and white shirts Poison ivy'd swollen eyes will try to keep us home Flowers in children's hands Released in graveyard sand And 21 gun salutes If you listen long enough You will hear our hopes and fears It will take a d**h to make this one live We will lose our breath into Empty hearts and tragic first love stories But the truth is a necessity in this case And a stand from a weak man This is where we witness scenes Landscapes inhabited by single solitary machines This is where we place our feet You take it all; this is where i am bound to be And if you had let me carry you Like i had wanted to, i'd have dropped you too Legs arent fit to bear the weight of all of you And i want to quit looking so hard for you Fresh face but the pace is nothing new A five am phone call It couldn't, it wouldn't hurt I'm still waiting to breathe; My side hurts and lines alone won't make things right I didn't do anything You didn't do anything with this privilege (still trying to save ourselves)