The lies live in your windpipe tonight
As the stars pop and the birds fly  
Lingering in suffocating guilt
Beneath grace where flowers sang
Stones on our lips we stay

Clocks that ended with the pain
A willow tree full of tears as we weep
We travel to the country side
A dead breeze held us away
My lips are full of flaws
In this blackened room without fight
The smoke began to apper
I beat the earth with all my might
Go to the top of the moon
To find the forgotten place