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All of a sudden I saw my face turn to gold
Oh Edward help me with this rope that binds
Each of our throats intertwined
A deafening silence
Sounded from the most broken of our kind
In their dreams they resign to a stillness
That was never meant for us
As I stand at the edge of this canyon's divide,
I can see the beauty that fades from our mind

Oh Dear Lord tell me, is this the love that I'm meant for?

This is how we feed the lesser of the two
Evils clinging to all who are willing to learn how to
Take me, take me with clenched teeth
and I'm barely breathing
We bleed dwindling embers, charred white December

And in their dreams they resign to a stillness
That was never meant for us

Oh Dear Lord tell me, is this the love that I'm meant for?

We soften, cut at the knees
Too often we should trade this disease
And there is no greater gift than to be alive
With you by my side
With you by my side this life alive

We soften, cut at the knees
Too often we shall trade this disease
Too often we harden from the same memories

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from Pairing, released June 19, 2012

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