You were dreaming of the violins
You were dreaming of the passages
In ancient texts where books of love were opened
Subtle shadows and electric lines
Broken chords for broken minds
The breakneck pace of existential searching
The songs you loved were like watching the stars in late Autumn
The songs you loved were like running into the fog
You could’ve burned this town with the dreams it had forgotten
When your feet hit the ground you were already gone
We were a hard scream with an echo at dawn
All we knew was the side we were on
Watching as the colors would ignite
Not forgetting the taste of the longing
Spinning faster in the shade of the song
Deconstructing shivers in the sky
The songs we loved were like watching the stars in late Autumn
The songs we loved were like running into the fog
We could’ve burned this town with the dreams it had forgotten
When our feet hit the ground we were already gone
For every voice coming out of the cracks
For every time you swore you’d never go back
For every desperate little lie
That tried to eat you from inside
For every politician smile
For every lonely, ragged mile
For every time you tried to jump
Don’t hold back, don’t hold back, don’t hold back
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