The reckless oaths of youth
Our futures, shrouded with ghosts
Each division, with precision, tears me up

Are you receiving transmissions? Do you copy?
What’s your position? Is anybody out there?

A stranger in my own home, re-ignited fear
Open my eyes and disappear
With colourful flaws
That echo through eternity
Our division
My superstitions
Haunt me

Does it crush you? (I feel it crush me)
I’m at fault, does it linger?
(A constant looming)
Re-offender

I can’t pass on blame when it’s there to share
A fading image of who we were

My recollections come and go
On repeat, constant cycles
These divisions, my inhibitions come and go
Finding things I thought I’d lost
Losing things I’d never had
These divisions, their incisions, cut me up
Sometimes we lose our way
But I can hold dear those memories
Sometimes we lose our way
But I can hold dear those memories