Voice

What have I become?
I swore to know so long ago.
What have we become?
We swore to never fall this far.
Clouds shifting shape.
Blue prints go up in flames.
The world, it melts away.
So still in search. So still I try to find this voice.
Oh it’s too late to go back, too late to go back.
What have I become? I swore to never fall this far.
Oh it’s too late to go back, too late to go back.
If I could do it all over again, OH-
if I could do it all over again-
I would.
Clouds shifting shape.
Blue prints go up in flames.
The world, it melts away.
Clouds shifting shape.
Blue prints go up in flames.
The world, it melts away.
So I never forget,
I’d write it down.
So still in search. So still I try to find this voice. It’s too late to go back
now. What have we become? We swore to know so long ago.
It’s too late- too late to go back now.
If I could do it all over again, oh if I could do it all over again-
We are the words and lines we think we feel, just fade away. Fade away.
I’d write it down cause
Someday we’ll lie in graves.
Up above they’ll say our names.
Someday we’ll lie in graves.
Up above they’ll say our names.
Write it down. So I never forget.