I'm falling through the cracks
I'm falling through the cracks of time
Feels like
I'm running laps
Like I'm running laps around my own body
My hands so luminous
Is it me or is the tunnel whirling?
And all we did was ask
But silence is at hand and
We are grounded
Grounded to our chairs
The air is getting thick
It throbs in my ears
It lingers for sound
Until the loudness of our voice
Comes through
The sun is fading, light is waning
And you act like the night doesn't exist
Drink my despair, watch the hot flares
Consume all of our golden dreams
The flame, it flickers
Within us
In the hope you will see
We'll run for the shadows, away from the meadows
If you choose for us to bleed
I'm falling through the cracks
And when there's a bit of room
The hounds are set on the loose
To hunt what is already dead
The truth is too painful
Oh, not my problem, I can spend
Not my problem, I can pretend
I'm doing the best that I can
Oh, my light will find its way
It strikes with one single blow
Even when the eyes are closed
I'm falling through the cracks
Through the cracks
In search of hope
And forgiveness
When you haven't been given the chance to live
I want to live
I want to live