I let their seasons
Ripple back to me
I pray the gods will
Let me see
Love
On the horizon
More
Than what we might need
Lets go
Ending is better than mending
We are machines of the living
We are always pretending
That our lives will keep going forever
Let the days go by
Floating in the aether
Wasting all this time
Creating little monsters
Always waiting for
The world to understand
What we are is all
All we have
Love
On the horizon
More
Than what we might need
Lets go
What we are
Waiting for
Is all we have
