The time has come for this,
A transition from ignorance from bliss,
(All things must die…)
I feel the emptiness,
Made up of ruin from my hearts demise
(The Angels cry…)
There's nothing more for us,
The path has been shown more than once,
We're just too blind
I'm turned around,
What's left to say now?
(We can't go back)
It's getting cold,
My hands are weighed down
(We're losing track)
I look above, touch the sky,
And tonight, the age of our innocence has died,
Inside your eyes,
And nothing that we can say or do can make this feel right,
It's all a lie
Can't you feel it now,
The pendulum is swinging left to right
Momentum builds
The lights come down on us,
We're exposed for who we truly are
We stand revealed
I'm turned around,
What's left to say now?
(We can't go back)
It's getting cold,
My hands are weighed down
(We're losing track)
I look above and touch the sky,
And tonight, the age of our innocence has died,
Inside your eyes,
And nothing that we can say or do can make this feel right,
It's all a lie
(I'm turned around)
What's left to say now
We can't go back
(It's getting cold)
My hands are weighed down
We're losing track
And tonight, the age of our innocence has died,
Inside your eyes
tonight, the age of our innocence has died,
Inside your eyes,
And nothing that we can say or do can make this feel right,
It's all a lie
