Puppets

she don't stand, she glistens
and this is how we listen
this is how it goes
she doesn't glow, she glistens
grace the (?) sickens
you didn't have to be so
fucked up from the get go
your listless falling feels the same
as two lives tripped on a single string
and hopeless, helpless now
We're gusting to another space
And the tears...
ascention is ours
ascention has opened up here now
with you in my failing arms
and she doesn't glow, she glistens
says this is how we listen
and if we go slow
we both can know
i'm sure by now we're fading out
so this is what my life's about
i didn't have to be so
fucked up from the get go
you're listless falling feels the same
as two lives tripped on a single string
so hopeless, helpless now
we're gusting to another space
And the tears...
ascention is ours
ascention has opened up here now
with you in my failing arms
with you in my fading arms
she doesn't glow, she glistens
she doesn't glow, she glistens
your listless falling feels the same
as two lives tripped on a single string
so hopeless, helpless now
we're gusting to another space
As the tears
your listless falling feels like nothing else we think about
i'm blinking out, i'm blinking out, i'm blinking out
ascention is ours
ascention has opened up here now
with you in my failing arms
you're blinking out in my failing arms