Stringstorm
Pretty Marines
Do you feel the warmth leave the air as you said your goodbyes?
Does everything turn to pain all at once when you're not what I prioritize?
When I'm out there and I can't turn to you, I can still vividly picture the hurt in your eyes

We all end as something to regret, and despise
In the most earnest times of fear, I'll admit I have known doubt
Has all I've done yet been enough?
Will my actions be drowned out?
Every life that knew my hands
Every thread of fate I've bound
And each of those that I've released
All of those cries I never found
If you're not willing to bleed for it

Then don't pretend that you would mean it
If I can't recall the way your hand felt, when my body's spent
Then I will know that my soul has accepted the end

My hands start shaking I am breathing faster (I lost you)
I remember where I was before my memories wandered (In trying to find you)
Can't recall what planet this is seen too many to know
But there is blood on my hands, ebbing in a steady flow
And I can't even recognize which wound will soon be my last (Did you hurt me)
How do we live our lives so stable and yet shatter like glass? (Just to feel me?)
Am I proud for knowing no one has felt a greater love
That I will die for my friends, so that they rise above
And they will I have seen that, even though my breath is catching
I'm afraid, but don't want to burden them with the sight of my soul detaching
I still hold the hope you had for me
For me (So leave the lights on, leave the lights on for me
Leave the lights on, leave the lights on for me)
The white light steals all our sense of urgency
Relent, succumb to the gentle sleep (So leave the lights on, leave the lights on for me
Leave the lights on, leave the lights on for me)