Narrow Straits Lagwagon

I want to mute the scene
Stop the clocks, turn them off
And feel your silence
Shut them out, plug my ears
And I wanna hear
Of somewhere you're down and out

And all else is separation
My watches when you leave
For the last
In a conscious moment
I could live in uncertain regret
Here in the past

Mind shoots blanks memories and more
You clearly made me think that I had something to live for
Buried in the dirt
So I will dig and pull the fleet
For once I believe
And may you pray for me

Our worlds ran parallel
An indefinite promise to heed
Fight it
And I call it frustration
As I enter the vault you breach
Unsubsided
Inferred