I hear the serene sounds of soul
A gentle voice that calls your name
The rhythmic sounds of a quiet stroll
The things you said, the things that we aim for
The subtle fabric of complicity
The silence that reigns, it falls on me
We had a knot
And you had your pride
We planned ahead
And we tried not to fail
But vanity comes and
Weighs your head down
Down into the mud
And leaves you talking to yourself, alone
Maybe it's time to heal
Maybe it's time to make a deal
Between what we deserve
And what we think we deserve
Maybe it's time we go
Baby it's time to know
Where do we stand? How do we fall?
How long can you watch your world burn?
Our deep walls
Behind packed up clouds
We plow ahead, and we try not to fail.