the reluctance to understand: dreams clash with reality losing yourself - over sleepless sleep strolling aimlessly with a heightened desire to survive what will become of us? we're going back: around it what will become of us? we were fumbling around it hands in your pocket caught sight of something small smaller than what you predicted don't smash it up hold on to it closer cause you don't know the sun will bring tomorrow the sun will bring tomorrow what will become of us? we're going back: around it what will become of us? we were fumbling around it oh, dread when the night falls oh, dread when the light creaks oh, dread when the night falls waving to shapeless faces throwing words as you speak was that a sincere question? was that a quest to creep onto something closer? a new beginning a haunting breeze erase all the shapes erase all the shapes erase all the shapes days and nights days and nights days and nights days and nights days and nights days and nights days and nights days and nights days and nights