Triptych

So now that you know it's right, can you see it from the other side?
do you see there is no wrong or right? can you leave them in another tide?
There will be no other promise I, can now give to show the other slight, so the ground will make your love light, hold the sleepers to the morning light.

But as the doctor came around,
no one dared to make a sound.
The architecture, gave up the sects and it made no sense at all.
So when the arcs had run aground,
and the visitors allowed.
We gave conjecture, one by one and it made no sense at all.

So do you lead them to the light?
tie the noose or settle sides.
Can you bring them to another life? can you breathe into a lover's lie?
So while we sink into a second sign,
fold the leaves into a dotted line.
You will see the limbs of love and pride,
follow suit without a single sigh.

So as the doctor came around,
no one dared to make a sound.
The architecture, gave up the sects and it made no sense at all.
So when the arcs had run aground,
and the visitors allowed.
We gave conjecture, one by one and it made no sense at all.

It made no sense at all.

One by one we told ourselves that they would keep the promises that we made.
We made your sons and daughters they will be nothing like us.

I'll never tell you again.
So pay your lips to be the seconds I count in over and breathe life into cold, cold hearts.
We will not tell you again, we will not falter again.

So as the doctor came around,
no one dared to make a sound.
The architecture, gave up the sects and it made no sense at all.
So when the arcs had run aground,
and the visitors allowed.
We gave conjecture, one by one and it made no sense at all.

(I'll never know what leaves your heart, when I will fall it's to your side.)

So now the doctor came around,
no one listened to the sound.
The architecture, gave up the sects and we found embrace alone.
And like the arcs had run aground,
and the visitors confound.
We gave conjecture, one by one and it made no sense at all.