He shadows the steps 
of my darkest times
As I seek escape 
from a crumbling spine
I try to find shelter 
found in the wildest nights
I run for miles
we lose our grace

When your soft spoken words
sound like machines in my ears

Danced like a lone dog 
at the masquerade
And you embraced 
these fractured heart lines 
But oh the times, 
the times that I grow numb
Blind to the masterpiece 
of our love

When your soft spoken words
sound like machines in my ears