Kissing needles to breathe
and I don't want to sing,
but I will to keep
the ringing of your voice
from my ears. Choice is empty,
we all walk home alone
in the cold.
Our footsteps echo:
"alone."
Give me something…
something to believe in.
I don't want you
to fall
into this
ruin.
And I don't want you
to follow
in these
footsteps.
So, elevate yourself above the alleyways,
overpasses and interstates.
And give me something…
something to believe in
as I watch you
rise up
above
all of this!
Elevate yourself…
Elevate yourself above the alleyways,
overpasses, and interstates.
