We’ll crawl on the dust to set the truth
We’re mirror images of the turning moon
We’re the light on your porch, lighting up the forever of your hopes and dreams
We’ll tear you apart and break you down
We’ll force the truth out without a sound
We’ll fix you and cover you, wrap up your soul and stitch back your seams.
We are the requiem of the things you wear on your sleeve
Your heart, your soul
We’re the comeback of the things you know