Act As If
Through Trap Doors
Let's take the narrow staircase up to the top floorHold my fingers tight, I'll follow through trap doorsBut it's colder than I remember, and it's a bit too late for this.These words have gone out quicklyDo they still exist, are we saving this?And if we fall, can I make it up again?And if you're gone, can I still find you?Or is it all we get, thirty years and a sunset,Is it all the same anyway?Let's take our precious twilight and trade it for daylightTo see is to believe, don't you dare blink or break free.But you're colder than I remember, and it's a bit too late for this.These dreams have gone out quicklyDo they still exist, are we calling quits?
From Letras Mania