We've been through too much to give up now, the shelf is standing but the candles have gone out. So i watch the tables turn & everything else is silence

thank you fortune's waves, for rocking me to sleep and holding me in your caress at just 17.

i only write these words for you to read, a fumbled exchange that you'd call 'sweet'

will this be over when we wake? tell me do you care enough to save this? do you care enough to show me how? today you said you saw an angel, well, angels are the brightest mirrors. It's our past that helps us to move on, the colour blue will save you.

thank you fortune's waves, for rocking us to sleep and holding us in your caress at just 17.

these bruises sing much louder than the smoke and distant hills ever did, the colour blue will save you.