Hanging round after last orders,
Still so far from home,
It’s like we’re burning into embers,
How does a fire burn so cold?
As the days keep rolling on,
We are living in hell again,
But I’ll still hold you in my arms,
When these days have been and gone.
As time goes by,
Won’t we keep heading round in circles,
Never letting go,
Never letting go.
As time goes by,
Won’t we keep heading round in circles,
Never letting go,
Never letting go.
Weight of the world on your shoulders,
Always ending up the same,
Crescent moons have all gone home,
We’re all fired up,
We’re tangled up,
We’re enmeshed to the point of messed up.
As the days keep rolling on,
We are living in hell again,
But I’ll still hold you in my arms,
When these days have been and gone.
As time goes by,
Won’t we keep heading round in circles,
Never letting go,
Never letting go.
Where do we go from here?
