The Brightest Halo Hangs the Angel

So now we're shaky and brittle

Old and confused

Grown cold to the surroundings

We used to hold onto

Gave up on the accomplishment

Scared of the cautioned wind

Throwing away our senses of purpose

And climbing back up to the shelves we crawled down from

Just to force you back to the floor

To face those unapologetic oncoming problems

So look alive



Can't go on despising waking up

I can not keep rejecting what surrounds me

I have to immerse myself in depths I wallow around in

So don't give up or throw the chains on me

And step back from your aura of security

Can not continue ignoring the future



Whether you're elsewhere or here

Whether you're elsewhere or here

Whether you're elsewhere or here