Now that your vision's torn
Sink into those you admire
Where is the change we cast?
I'm not one more to impress
Don't pretend in such suspense
You forget your innocence
Deaf to our echoing green
Hands only grasp at the air
When you feel for what holds you there
And reasons, reasons, reasons come apart
Won't know how far you have gone, if you can't look behind
Don't pretend in such suspense
You forget your innocence
The sands won't slow the ache for what you've known
Your hands will show an ache for all you've known
(Is this what you want, is this what you need, in time you will know)
The sands won't slow the ache for what you've known
Your hands will show an ache for all you've known
(Is this what you want, is this what you need, in time you will know)
Don't pretend in such suspense
You forget your innocence
Don't pretend in such suspense
You forget your innocence More from White Light Riot