Desperately Still - The Last Dance

From the faults in you to the ruin of we

From the eyes to the hands to the nothing

Nothing desperately we

From the front lines can it be seen

We adoring every move you make

Subtle things lost to life

Beyond the competing, we are the strangers

Falling ever forward through the web of you

Subtle lies lost on life

Could I be the one to torture the dreaming

Away from the fairytale, into the burning

A love in the silence rewards the hopeless

A cry that grows larger and smaller with wanting

If I lose myself here

In lost dreaming silence

A dance with the light in you

If I find myself here

Screaming rage

A dance with the wiser

Desperately wiser

Could I be the one…

Desperately still you scream

Desperately wiser

Desperately still you scream

Could I be the one…

Desperately still you scream

Desperately wiser

Desperately wiser