Letras
This wasn't my first guess
I hadn't the presence of mind to believe
That I could outrun this
Entitlements rarely agree to concede
But I could explain this
Your finding the truth in the absence of light
A simple replacement
The sequence is coming to life
But I don't believe you do
Turn away till the weight turns you
Staking claims on a different view
You know it's the dark that the light comes through
It wasn't my first wish
Still using the methods retired to the fleet
You're left to confirm this
Retracing the elements back to the scene
But I could assume this
To be filtered and strained by the premise of you
A constant accomplice
That seemed to be telling the truth
But I don't believe you do
Turn away till the weight turns you
Stake your claims on a different view
You know it's the dark that the light comes through