Not much of me is known, excuse the shadow
A coverless book, rejecting all colour
Because if I fill in the outline, you’ll never forget what you’ve seen

Blame fear and I, for forcing everything in motion to this standstill

Catch your skull and sanity, keep one arm free to hold me
Catch your skull and sanity, keep one arm free to hold me
Catch your skull and sanity, keep one arm free to hold me
Catch your skull and sanity, keep one arm free to hold me

There’s a root to this all somewhere, I’m doubting you have anymore time to spare
There’s a root to this all somewhere, finding it hard to believe you have anymore time to care

Blame fear and I for forcing everything in motion to this standstill

Not much of me is known, you are going to have to do what you can with what you have
Some studies have shown, all hope isn’t lost in the things I lack

You don’t know, before you go

Can you stay up for the rose gold hour?
When defences are down and all the hope you wished for in me, filters through, it could take forever there’s nothing I can promise you.

I have a lot to give, give me time to go to the bottom and get it
You could walk away before I swim back to the top
If no parting words, leave a clear footprint
I’ll fill in the shape and take it with me to engrave

So if the wind brings you back, you know where to take your place