The fear is gone. Will me
A change, can't breathe
Are we forever, better, severed
The mirror reflects deep
Sit here willing like a ghost
A requiem for all the things that we held close
Am I on trial, am I the fiend who's been exposed
It brings to light all of the things that we held close
The frayed, shape of reason
The truth and all that will be
Sit here willing like a ghost
A requiem for all the things that we held close
Am I on trial, am I the fiend who's been exposed
It brings to light all of the things that we held close
Come on kill me, with your sadness and your grace
Come on thrill me with the hope of being here with you, always you
Sitting in remission
I've turned the page on everything
We're running on the rooftops
On the ledge or falling free
Sit here willing like a ghost
A requiem for all the things that we held close
Am I on trial, am I the fiend who's been exposed
It brings to light all of the things that we held close