Virtue - Respire

The first day the moon rose last

I felt regret, I felt a hole

The first day I lost it all…

The first time we drowned out here

The light went out, a blackness creeped

The last time I felt like this…

I think I’m losing sleep again

I think I’m losing

I think I’m falling

I think I’m falling in love with this

I think I’m dying

I think I’m trying

O' hallowed be thy name, fault of mine

I follow you, I fall behind

The heart still pines, the heart still

Pines

I think I’m losing sleep again

I think I’m losing

I think I’m falling

I think I’m falling in love with this

I’m dead on dying

I’m dead on trying

The virtue of the moon:

It turns back, haunting

Ashen shores, a will divine

This thirst of mine

I wanted more

The virtue of the self:

It prays for something else

Another life, a wave of Bliss.

I’m sick of this

I wanted more

I’d be better if

I could just hold on

I’d be better if

I could let this go