reasonable doubt uplifting my heavy head
a conscience too regulatory
it needs the freedom of a summer's way
reassure me of the death I hold dear

whisper, protect it, erase it, my dear...
to which I hold dear, we aren't stopping here
alone yet conceited, revenge in the air
step soft on this ground as you lighten the eyes
a hidden soul, that no one shall know
dead as a Hollywood lie

as you sing me to sleep I will plot the next step
for future days when you say that you'll stay
but leave it all without a word.

holes in the sky that allow for a dream
to creep out and hover when everything seems
to weigh down the night
don't grab her hand tight
'cause we'll faint and not understand why.