How do you say the right thing,
When there is nothing right to say?
How do you live a life that is approaching its end?
What do you feel when you lose your friend?
There is nothing left to save us,
There is nothing left to save us,
There is nothing left to understand
As everything has been has been torn
The fish in this river keep getting taken away from the same lure,
A promise on the line with someone waiting to steal them
Love, some call it
But these words are science fiction
Did you ever love me?
Because gorgeous is the color in your eyes and tonight we set fire
We break down like decaying wood
We break tonight knowing the waters
In love we break to the end
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