Through the crowd we gently fall
Faces like caricatures of broken dreams, of broken hearts
This desperate longing rises within me
Its hands tight around my neck
Around my neck

It’s just that I falter often
It’s not resolve, but escape I’m after
And the way that this is drowning
That this is giving up
On everything I’ve worked so hard to keep
So hard to keep

These lights, the way they illuminate
The gentle valleys of your figure as you stagger across the room
In the slow motion picture of our final waltz
You look like the specter I saw by my deathbed
Grab my hand, let’s sleep forever

The air feels thin
The weightlessness astounds me
My worries evanesce with the coming of the tide
It swallows up all of this hate
And I feel euphoric enough to fade, to fade away
Away
Away
Away

From the edge of the cliff
I’ll look back at my wasted life
I’ll look back at my wasted life
And laugh as I jump