Brought to the Water Deafheaven

Where has my passion gone?
Has it been carried off
By some lonely driver in a line of fluorescent light?
Has it been blurred together
In ribboned patterns on the night?

Lines of a red light
Blurred together in ribboned patterns
Lines of a red light
Blurred together in ribboned patterns
No!
Light, light

Along the stretch of some
Unnamed plane we began again
I saw in your face that
We’re the same when we began again

Along the stretch of some unnamed plane
I saw in your face
When we began again

A multiverse of fuchsia and violet
A multiverse of fuchsia and violet
Surrenders to blackness
Surrenders to blackness