Quarter Conscious - Forms Lyrics

You sit alone there's a lump in my throat
Like a tangible ghost standing on the wall beside me
There's truth in my body but it's just another copy
Of the one we all believe in
Of the one we all believe in
It's the strangest type of reason
To let the naked eye lead us
When it dries is it stained in my mind?
Can you do something? Will it prove something?
And all the time when you're caught in your lies
You know it shows
So how can you begin once more?
It makes my bones just a little sore
You're ten years too slow as you watch it unfold
Catching stars from the soul on a foreign string of gold
You try to ignore what the flame's done before
Like the one we'd all believe in
Like the one we'd all believe in
Like the one we'd all believe in
Like the one we'd all believe in