Retrace

Ghosts in their natural colors, dancing across my eyes
They guide me to splintered paths, to all the pasts I never had

Every step met with questions: No depth, no perception
I'd retreat as far as my mistakes could take me

At the water's edge, I bowed my head to drink, only to drown

Retrace, then return
Time won't take us back

Memories steeped in vagrancy,
I can't face the present
Without turning to the past

At the water's edge, I bowed my head to drink, only to drown

Retrace, then return
Time won't take us back

Visions we're cursed to carry,
The terror of being temporary
Our choices confine us,
But our resolve defines us



Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Whittaker, Nicholas Chiudioni, Jonathan Benjamin, Christopher Petrof, Seth Holt
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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