Lyrics

We grow accustomed to the dark When the light is put away And so we move as far As enemies The thought behind we try to join Unto the thought before Death is a dialogue between the spirit and the dust Dilapidation's processes are organized decays Fundamental cause going from the world we know Life is only pain but dying is a different way We make ourselves a place apart Behind light words that tease and flout And so we move as far As enemies