Hurdystorm Elegy

It's quiet when the walls close in

Trace the cracks where we begin

Left behind in the winter frost

Counting up the things we lost

Wait for the spark to ignite

Walking home in the cold midnight

We are searching for something real

(trying to feel)

Your letters left on the wooden floor

Footsteps fading out the door

Now the friction starts to burn

A lesson we will never learn (never learn!)

We build it up just to break it down!

We tear it down!

Wait for the spark to ignite

Walking home in the cold midnight

We are searching for something real (trying to feel)