We've been through too much to give up now, the shelf is 
standing but the candles have gone out. So i watch the 
tables turn & everything else is silence thank you 
fortune's waves, for rocking me to sleep and holding me 
in your caress at just 17. i only write these words for 
you to read, a fumbled exchange that you'd call 'sweet' 
will this be over when we wake? tell me do you care 
enough to save this? do you care enough to show me how? 
today you said you saw an angel, well, angels are the 
brightest mirrors. It's our past that helps us to move 
on, the colour blue will save you. thank you fortune's 
waves, for rocking us to sleep and holding us in your 
caress at just 17. these bruises sing much louder than 
the smoke and distant hills ever did, the colour blue 
will save you.