David's Lyre The Fall
This citadel this heavy name
this stake to which I lay my claim
we're coming down we'll fall again
back to the old road
This is the life we've chosen
Now this space grows colder
This is the life we've chosen
Can't get away from the robes you're clothed in
You've said enough now to be safe
You've seen these lines form across your face
Clutch to youth for your namesake
Caught like a dreamer
This is the life we've chosen
Now this space grows colder
This is the life we've chosen
You'll fight the fall
Holding on for your dear life
Just feel the tension grow
That foreign toil
I wish I could cure the strife
Stop slipping here below
Appearing through my empty gaze
I see this form beyond the haze
Now you're eclipsed by this new day
born to a lover
This is the life we've chosen
Now this space grows colder
This is the life we've chosen
You'll fight the fall
Holding on for your dear life
Just feel the tension grow
That foreign toil
I wish I could cure the strife
Stop slipping here below