A stone's throw away
When the sun sets, all the threats against you are allayed
Where did we begin?
My thoughts drift back to blackened skies thawing into spring
Petals fell to lay still on the stone
Beneath the arch when all roads led to Rome
But now the walls have fallen and there's nothing to protect
An open door, its lock rests broken, a vestige of my home
Vines creep up the walls
They hold the house in an iron grip to reduce it to nothing at all
The foundations shake again
Suffocating, supporting, I suppose it's time for us to fall
Petals fell to lay still on the stone
Beneath the arch when all roads led to Rome
But now the walls have fallen and there's nothing to protect
An open door, its lock rests broken, a vestige of my home
We can sit here all you like
(These words are marking me)
The memory's decayed and now there's nothing left to turn you to the light
(Imprint on my skin)
The concrete slabs are cracked
(These words are marking me)
A sorry state, I guess, but what is there to do when it's too late to take it back?
(Imprint on my skin)
Petals fell to lay still on the stone
Petals fell to lay still on the stone
Petals fell to lay still on the stone
Beneath the arch when all roads led to Rome
But now the walls have fallen and there's nothing to protect
An open door, I fade to grey, and see you a stone's throw away