[Verse 1]
The choir aches, the trumpets sting our hearts
Expected fate of everything, we need to know the source
The flesh is aged, we shudder with every budge
And if I remain, then lead me in
We live through written words, words
[Chorus]
I am vague to you; a fly on the wall
Your stardust in the whisk - the lonesome dawn
I am a trick to you; a deserted thought
Adrift in the mist - ugly luck
[Verse 2]
Violent shakes; if I’m caught then I’m done
The sirens rang, the masses fled
There’s nothing left for us
The choir aches, we need to know the source
If I remain, then lead me in
We live through extinct words
Our words
[Chorus]
I am vague to you; a fly on the wall
Your stardust in the whisk - the lonesome dawn
I am a trick to you; a desolate howl
Absence of the wish - too far gone
I'm too far gone
[Chorus]
I am vague to you; a fly on the wall
Your stardust in the whisk - the lonesome dawn
I am a trick to you; an exhausted want
I don’t know where you've been or where you are
Or where you are