Softly held the light beneath your skin, your skin Never drew a breath between our names, our names As you come aware that something's left, it's left Everybody knows that you are dead, you're dead I can feel this place becoming what it never was Do we embrace the hours, as if we never lost One lonely resignation; tethered to your thoughts I'm dreaming through these motions, in hopes that it will last And I won't follow you back I won't follow you back I won't follow you back... I won't follow you back home.