Sights & Sounds Reconcile
In the season where caution flows
and I can see the wind
When we heard the siren,
it was too late that night to reconcile
Could sense my knees would give
Can't say when my body did
But I'll keep on coming back for more
But I won't
When it comes to the most
When it gets too close
When it gets to the lowest
When it comes to the most
When it gets too close
When it gets to the lowest
I hit so low
And we heard the siren,
but it was too late that night to reconcile
It burns
Giving me. I'm pulling on the string
Had a bit too much and it's only you and me
When it comes to the most
When it gets too close
When it gets to the lowest
I'm almost gone
And we heard the siren,
but it was too late that night to reconcile
