There was a sorrow in that She can tell I always feel the worst that I can None of it was real It was something far too good to feel We let our heads cave in Subject to a greater thing In faster pace, and brighter hues I'll sacrifice the love I grew And I did You see that prize on my wall It's just one off the heap Just one from the haul You're in the shallows of my head And I know how you'd love to swim Into the deep instead We let our heads cave in Subject to a greater thing