Broken Lights, Silent Undertow

Ooh. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.

Fingers trace the cracks in the wall. Silent voices rise and fall.

Shadows move, but never stay. Memories linger, fade away. Broken light through

the windowpane. Every mark still speaks your name. Time stands still, it won't let

go. Frozen hearts still overflow. Do you feel it burning low?

Do you hear the undertow? Pulling deep beneath your skin where the quiet

has been, oh. Broken lights scattered on the ground. Gather it up

or let it fall down. Careful steps through the splintered gate. No turning back