[00:16.74]I was starting to shake
[00:18.67]From the days I've been up
[00:20.29]There's a lot on my plate
[00:22.17]And the ones I loved stopped answering
[00:26.73]They left me to find my self
[00:29.55]In my own hate
[00:31.92]I work all alone with a cynical taste
[00:34.86]And the day I get out
[00:37.74]Is the day I'll be made
[00:40.11]I was cut out of stone
[00:41.98]And carved with a blade
[00:43.80]Head down with all of my hardships
[00:47.36]There's nothing too strong
[00:49.24]That I cant face
[00:52.43]Don't stop ‘till you finally have it
[00:55.05]It should be more like a habit
[00:59.58]
[01:03.16]Come down,
[01:04.04]All the fighting's over
[01:06.41]I let you breathe your own air
[01:09.04]I will set my arms down in a corner
[01:13.54]When I turn around
[01:15.47]You will tell me how you're up now
[01:19.29]From your dream of clovers
[01:21.29]Said, “not a thing will compare
[01:24.29]To the sense you give me, and disorder
[01:28.85]When you turn around
[01:30.60]And I can't breathe”
[01:33.80]
[01:50.27]There wasn't a trace
[01:51.09]Of the war letting up
[01:52.53]And the days went on late
[01:54.52]I struggled
[01:56.84]And I fell to solid ground
[02:00.15]It led me to my escape
[02:03.96]Now here I am outside of your gate
[02:08.60]I was hoping you could
[02:11.35]Come down,
[02:13.16]All the fighting's over
[02:15.42]I let you breathe your own air
[02:17.85]I will set my arms down in a corner
[02:22.60]When I turn around
[02:24.48]You will tell me how you're up now
[02:28.41]From your dream of clovers
[02:30.48]Said, “not a thing will compare
[02:33.23]To the sense you give me, and disorder
[02:37.54]When you turn around
[02:39.48]And I can't breathe”
[02:42.60]
[03:01.24]Well, I came to say sorry
[03:02.49]I shouldn't have left
[03:05.62]But my bitterness got to me
[03:11.21]Before you did
[03:13.81]And now I'm laying in gardens
[03:17.43]Where we start over again
[03:21.26]I know that you got me
[03:26.58]And this is it
[03:27.70]
[03:33.33]Come down,
[03:35.08]All the fighting's over
[03:37.08]I let you breathe your own air
[03:40.33]I will set my arms down in a corner
[03:44.66]When I turn around
[03:46.65]You will tell me how you're up now
[03:50.53]From your dream of clovers
[03:52.34]Said, “not a thing will compare
[03:55.09]To the sense you give me, and disorder
[04:00.03]When you turn around
[04:01.92]And I can't breathe”