I'm sorry I have to tell you
But things here are not the same
And even though we still believe you
I, we, you, are victims of this change

We wanted to spare the expense
And the consequence
You've become holes in the memory
Cracks in the hourglass, draining our days

When I think about breathing
I forget how to breathe
I think about leaving

When I think about you
It is all that I need
I forget about breathing
And I start to breathe

You've become
A part of our darkest thoughts
Cut from the morning
Fall to the earth

Our highest hopes
Brought to a rest
Brought to an end
Brought to this