Through the crowd we gently fall Faces like caricatures of broken dreams, of broken hearts This desperate longing rises within me Its hands tight around my neck Around my neck It's just that I falter often It's not resolve, but escape I'm after And the way that this is drowning. That this is giving up On everything I've worked so hard to keep So hard to keep These lights, the way they illuminate the gentle valleys of your Figure as you stagger across the room. In the slow motion picture of our final waltz You look like the specter I saw by my deathbed Grab my hand, let's sleep forever The air feels thin The weightlessness astounds me My worries evanesce with the coming of the tide It swallows up all of this hate And I feel euphoric enough to fade To fade away Away Away Away From the edge of the cliff I'll look back at my wasted life And laugh as I jump