Parlour Steps

Thieves Of Memory
This clock's got a hold of us! Let me lighten the weight you're lifting. This fear's got a hold of us! Let me lighten the weight you're believing. Now who are your heroes? Now who will save you? This past has got a hold of us! Don't leave history to the thieves of memory. Death has got a hold of us! Feel lucky to have loved so deeply. From Letras Mania