The overture the underscore

Slow falling whispers on pricked up ears Slow burning cinders, three long years between When we lit them in so much haste High hazard seasons, houses laid to waste Did you forget it all? Do you listen...

Beautiful secrets you guard them in your secret garden You water and nurture them until they're bigger than life itself But you can't always know what they will uncover on the news And you can't be...

THere is a wailing girl at your feet Tears overflowing, burnt like the rest Don't waste your time; she's a weapon tonight With no direction, bound to start a fight Her love is only wasted on remorse...

It's you against the world, I don't think so They wouldn't stand a chance now girl Cause even when your back's on the ropes I can tell, you'll get them by the final bell If only you were at your best...

Half forgotten things In the depths of time they lie With significance Waiting for the simplest sign of life See the evidence That expense is part of life in time Always worth it if only to realise...

If it's all the same to you, I've decided that I'm lacking proof A basic thread of unbelief could unravel your attempt at truth You could blame it on her, you could pin it on him - that'd be a lie...

Between love we make divide, navigate Confusion translates what you can't explain Though line are not the face Are your eyes not ashamed? Of past now to drink If tired and wandering In circles that...

Everything is perfect now I dont want to make a movement I'm too scared to breathe; I might do something wrong As you're sleeping silently Perfect beauty laid before me I feel every second is a life...

You like an army Occupy my mind The quietness of time And I wish I could ignore you And the impression that you made in my life Cos it's been a long time A long time coming around And whether its the...

I thought about it tonight, I'm lucky to be alive I never thought these city lights would ever shine so bright Floating on the surface, threatened to be dragged down I thought it was lost forever, it...