I turned out backwards
You turn with me
Inside a basement bedroom
Descent is seldom clean
We'll climb into attics look down on the streets
We stayed up through the seasons
Words cannot compete
And our silence is beautiful
I hope you agree
Can't think of stopping
There's no release
The compa** spinning slowly
It comes back to me
We'll walk til we're empty
We'll leave our seats
The accidents are glowing
We stopped words to breathe
And our silence is beautiful
I hope you agree
You're standing there saving your air
I turned out backwards
You turn with me
Inside a bad construction
Descent is coming clean
And our silence is beautiful
I hope you agree
You're standing there saving your air