I think we've almost reached a deadline To pick up and move on feels like Logic in this timeline Kick the can into the deep blue Sit back and relapse the issue Now it's gone the search will continue on and on and on 'Cause I've been holding on To the second that it dawned on Pictures scattered into pieces Looking genuinely wholesome I think we caught on for the first time How we rinse and repeat like some Unproductive pastime Kick the can into the deep blue And dismiss when new feelings haunt you Now it's gone, the search will continue on but not for long The sight was stretched unbroken for miles Where the lust and the love was like sirens at a crash site Well I'll be looking forward for life (The white lines go speeding by) You'll be emphasizing headlines 'Cause I've been holding on To the second that it dawned on Pictures scattered into pieces Looking genuinely wholesome The break of dawn The post resurrection The inverted world of pure perfection By the brink of glass Is your protection The inverted world of your affection 'Cause I've been holding on To the second that it dawned on Pictures scattered into pieces Looking genuinely wholesome Pictures scattered into pieces Looking genuinely wholesome