From the tallest heights
We could hear from all directions
Their careful goodbyes
And all the hands beside
The coldest of queens
That we carried like trophy wives

We sang along to lonely strings
We danced atop a child's dreams
We waited for these bitter things
To take their leave
To take their leave tonight

We break the walls we love for peace
We trade what little's left
In search of some release

In every photograph
We see it staring back
The comfort that comes with the past
And all your favorite parts
Don't fit into the vacancies you hide behind your heart

We end the day with littered lungs
We speak despite our swollen tongues
We own the broken notes we sung
But this won't hold
But this won't hold for long

We break the ones we loved for peace
We trade what little's left
In search of some release
We tell ourselves it's only just enough to breath
We trade what little's left
In search of some release

We break the ones we loved for peace
We trade what little's left
In search of some release
We tell ourselves it's only just enough to breath
We trade everything we are
In search of some release