The 11th hour revealed itself again
As the second hand ignored its advances
It settled in and caught the oxygen
Walked into breath with no second chances
If all roads lead home, where is he now?
If your words implode, they'll say I'm out now
Fat cold changed everything all at once
What's the point of living now?

Locked down by the way you stopped yourself
In an attempt to justify the imbalance
It's not like you to ask for help
Fight, fly, this all ends the same
And it's a cut-off
A night light by way
All through
In the memories laying
Where like a bird
Time will make it through
As it's time goes through
Bring it in before it breaks
Love is a catastrophe
When it doesn't bend your way
Face to face with mortality
Sign replacing shame
Sign replacing shame
What is the secret lie?
If all roads lead home, where is he now?
The fundamental



If your words implode, they'll say I'm out now
And it's a cut-off
A night light by way
This all ends the same
And it's a cut-off
A night like by way of dawn
Hear the memories laying where like a bird died
Time will make it smooth
As it cycles through
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