[Verse 1]
A stirring sound has an un-recess, a haze of loneliness
A horse with tempered stats upon his stepping bag
If any down digresses, it's loading emptiness
The pain rules, the wheezing end

[Chorus 1]
Once out of reach, we never speak
We never compromise
As they turn to gold, the edges froze
It seemed to turn to ice

[Verse 2]
Sudden hours as she packed the car
An excessive living scalе some time
Feeling scared, thе poets making stand
Shaking an empty hand, the rain poured down in nice ways
So I know in vain, dropping off the floor
Hiding the open door beneath
Marking time, they're out to screw the poles
One with project laws, the lead

[Chorus 2]
A ship sails out to sea, away from me
I just stand and stare
An assassin clears his lens, another end
I wasn't even there