The timing bad a hand that shivered
An ardent trooper was taking the blame
He put the arrow back in the quiver
Too remote was his aim
You open the brightest window
To see him stumble properly
Something’s itching between your shoulders
Bite your lips bite your lips
Are the crumbs still there that stain your eyes
Are you still confusing parts and hearts with brain
Will you recognize the songs that reflect your light
When you are on the flipside of pain
When more is simply not enough
One is the number of beginning to stop
It gets cold inside your world
Because something got torn apart
Are the crumbs still there that stain your eyes
Are you still confusing parts and hearts with brain
Will you recognize the songs that reflect your light
When you are on the flipside of pain
There’s no place in the world you’d rather be
You can hear your heart sinking
There’s no place in the world you’d rather be
How much does the trooper take
Too much of it will empty his eyes
On page defined positions change
He is deserting to your surprise
Are the crumbs still there that stain your eyes
Are you still confusing parts and hearts with brain
Will you recognize the songs that reflect your light
When you are on the flipside of pain
There’s no place in the world you’d rather be
You can hear your heart sinking
There’s no place in the world you’d rather be
There’s no place in the world you’d rather be
You can hear your heart sinking
There’s no place in the world you’d rather be