Please take me the way that I'll never be,
we're strangers and strangers forget how to see.
I'm ready for silence, so I'll do it for you.
So many tomorrows covered in dew.

Our seasons are empty,
promise us no intent.
I stick around for a day,
just to stay here for ten.

That ten turns to hundred,
I’m so much abhorred.
You promised me sunshine,
I promised you war.

We play some more Risk,
you can't make me cry,
our love is a battle,
I try say goodbye,

But then I fall silent
(and I do it for you).
Hundredth day is tomorrow,
I should have left at day two.