Is it the weight of the world
Dragging us under to a place that we don't know how to leave
With every table overturned
Our days are numbered and our joys are few and far between
Oh all the good times we had
We look at pictures and we think about the way things were
Before it all went bad
Incinerated on the pyre before the start of the war
It's like a demons at the door
And we're just hiding underground
And we have no idea what for
But we won't make a sound
Is it the turning of the tide?
Washing our dreams away and drowning us in salt and decay
Is it the way we choose to hide?
We're so much closer now
But still so many thousand miles away
Oh all the good times we had
We look at pictures and we think about the way things were
But baby don't be sad
We hold each other so much tighter now than ever before
It's like a demons at the door
And we're just hiding underground
And we have no idea what for
What any of us did to deserve
To be burnt like this at the stake
Like a vampire dying of heartbreak
To give up on what we know
Is to move way too slow
It's like a demons at the door
And we have no idea what for
To be burnt like this at the stake
Like a vampire dying of heartbreak
To give up on what we know
Is to move way too slow