My nights are killing me
Slowly but surely.
I need a dose of serenity
To clear the way, to show me how to be.
I can't match your grace
Maybe in another life, another day.
Chorus
I'm gathering my ashes to be reborn.
But only to again be burned.
My revelations of a thousand nights
Is only matched by the look in their eyes.
Am I the only one you see?
Born again but never set free.
Twelve hours of the same thing.
Awake again, awake to be.
I built my ship to surely sink.
But they'll pull it to land and there I will be.
A ghost of a memory.
You'll remember me.
Chorus
My face is pressed against the glass.
A rebirth and aftermath.
But can you see me through the top
As I spin and spin but never stop?
Dreams pulled at the seems.
Ashes torn from me.
Chorus
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