Wax / Wane

Every day you would wave to the night-shift workers
Dancing a hurricane round the corner
Gone to a place where the loose ends gather
Fabric unraveling faster and faster

Theory of everything
Pulled along by a string
Around your cold little heart

Told that the limelight still keeps shining
After the cameras all stop rolling
Just another scene
Diamond ring make believe
Whispering offscreen

Bring me back the first branch of summer
Whittle it down, throw it in the embers
What's at stake for what we've created
I hope that the waiting has made you stronger

Mirror, mirror, by the lamplight
Down the streets, young things keep calling
Tasseography, haruspex, palmistry
Tell your secrets to me

Bring me back the first branch of summer
Whittle it down, throw it in the embers
What's at stake for what we've created
I hope that the waiting has made you stronger

Bring me back the first branch of summer
Whittle it down, throw it in the embers
What's at stake for what we've created
What's at stake for what we've created
What's at stake for what we've created
I hope that the waiting has made you stronger



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