On the eve of our exile we carve names in the elmsnTo remember our last days of life on the roadsnIn broad daylight we crawl through the trenchesnTo meet our fate of our razor wire fencesnnAs we crash through the floornTaking but always wanting morennMy lips are wet and dry and as the night, cold as icenAs the ground beneath me fails we all take flightnHeld as captives but we never die, never dienFix these broken dreams and leave this place alivennI will come to you in madness and impossibilitynI will come to you forever knowing you won't come to menI will come to you as life's fears kick the ground beneath my feetnI will come to you forever knowing you won't come to mennSo much I don't knownnAs we crashnnI really neednI wont scrape bynI really need itnnIt's always blue rainnWords that I can't hearnSteal my breath againnThen she disappearsnnThis is what I amnA fogged symmetrynBegging to be putnOut of my miserynnI wait for the skynFilled with broken dreamsnTo open up and swallow mennI will leave this place alive