W.B.I.I.W.

Strong, fleeting lights
A winter psalm
Uneasiness pushing through a wave of consciousness
The evening seems adept to disappointment
And it's taking everything i have not to let go
The Right Kind of Reverence
A push of the hand to bring me back into your hold
The flashbacks I'm looking for
The need to regress to those moments you should have left behind

Let's get up and get out of here

Unnerving
That look on your eyes tells me all our control is lost
Sitting up on the clouds
Reaching out to hear a distant sound
That feeling this moment gives the air has our hopes up
Flowing to the hands of god

You're full of regret, well, I'll push the message through
But i know you're not the man that you say you are
You're full of regret, well, I'll push the message through
But i know you're not the man that you say you are

You're full of regret, well, I'll push the message through
But i know you're not the man that you say you are
You're full of regret, well, I'll push the message through
But i know you're not the man that you say you are



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Ferrara
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