I see you clearly under the blanket you've drawn me out tonight.
Ascending the branches and crafting our chances while your stars deny our
plight.
Sailing half-masted, waiting to catch the wind.
Like nets and fish we fight.
Balancing paths and drawing out baths with spells we think will serve us
right.
We let fly all these things held inside
with strings that we pull,
we embrace, we deny.
Command me, i'm your orchestra.
We're archers. Our arrows weave,
our story's undone.
Each singing, each one ringing out.
Living like sirens and strumming the lyres with hands less delicate.
Faces forgotten, porcelain thoughts of friends in arrows out we send.
Ascending the branches and crafting our chances while your stars deny our
plight.
Sailing half-masted, waiting to catch the wind.
Like nets and fish we fight.
Balancing paths and drawing out baths with spells we think will serve us
right.
We let fly all these things held inside
with strings that we pull,
we embrace, we deny.
Command me, i'm your orchestra.
We're archers. Our arrows weave,
our story's undone.
Each singing, each one ringing out.
Living like sirens and strumming the lyres with hands less delicate.
Faces forgotten, porcelain thoughts of friends in arrows out we send.