Underoath - Writing On The Walls

Maybe we
Why don't we
Sit right here for half an hour
We'll speak of what a waste I am
And how we missed your beat again

I swear we need to find some comfort in this run down place
To bridge the gap of this concious state that we live in
And I'm short on time

How come you try
To fit the shape of
What they tell you
But mostly what they show you?

That brings us home
And I pray for
You to move on, move on

At this rate we can't keep up
But I sure can't just sit still

I'm taking back all the things I've said
I'm taking back all the things I've said
Keep me filled in, and I swear, I'll come

We walk alone
We walk alone
We walk alone
We walk alone
We walk alone
We walk alone
Back home
Alone, back home

You're almost gone and I'm okay
To give you time to be afraid

I still see your shadow
But never your face again
I remember your presence

I hope to God you come down
I hope to God you feel this now
I hope to God you come down
I hope to God

I know there must be some way out of here
And all of them will be waiting there