Devious hands, violent and patient
Timely is the night upon which pride's in danger
The youth scowls, bourgeois and insatiate
I still sigh, you don't even remember

It's been a while since you've been off
childhood's trickery enshrines the accord
Daybreak draws nigh
If there's no point, then what was I?

Walls beyond walls, but no wall could save her
She lurks in silence, tender and gracious
As summer hovers above november
Renewed are the vows, vibrant and solaceous

Daybreak draws nigh
If there's no point, then what was I?

Her, revenant, as the morning, infant, flowers
Beyond hills scared by ranges of transmission towers

Devious hands, violent and patient
I still sigh, you don't even remember