On the precipice Of ignorance and bliss I found not only you But, nothing to hold onto The trials of these times Bear nothing to future light I pray that you come down And speak to me now Where were you on the longest nights? Where were you when I found these hands were mine? If faith is just a metaphor for what I live without Deep into the ground (Abandoned in those circles just too far to be found I'll rest my head here forever, neither sight nor sound) I'm not afraid to die or leave this sorry world behind Only to think that when I go It's you who's there to greet me, with worn and tired hope That I had found peace in you, and comfort in old bones I've buried it all so deep Repression manifesting in my dreams The haunt remains perpetually Persistent in reminding me And I still feel it in the wake Of all the things you didn't say The catalyst for the collapse Of love you toll without romance If all of this is fleeting, I pray that it leaves scars To serve as a reminder of who we think we are (Where were you, where were you?) Once more, no room for kinder words From cradle to the grave, the human curse This stubborn skin, forged by time and ice A frost that won't be thawed by glory nor light If all of this is fleeting, I pray that it leaves scars To serve as a reminder of who we think we are