In Response

In Response

What have I become? I swore to know so long ago. What
have we become? We swore to never fall this far. Clouds
shifting shape. Blue prints go up in flames. The world it
melts away. So still in search. So still I try to find
this voice. Oh it's too late to go back. What have I
become? I swore to never fall this far. It's too late to
go back. If I could do it all over again, I'd write it
down. So I never forget. Clouds shifting space. Blue
prints go up in flames. The world it melts away. Write it
down so I never forget. So still in search. So still I
try to find this voice. It's too late to go back now.
What have we become? We swore to know so long ago. It's
too late to go back now. If I could do it all over again,
I'd write it down cause all the words and lines we think
we feel just fade away. Someday we'll lie in graves. Up
above they'll say our names. Someday we'll lie in graves.
Up above they'll say our names. Write it down. So I never
forget.