Strange Warnings

Lyrics

Wide awake, the dead of night Fragments and shards they bend and they writhe Untouchable Snatched words and broken melodies Start to form shapes in front of me Infinite, changing Strange warnings Old promises All of the things that might have been Traversing the mysterious landscapes of our bruised bodies That have become a foreign land I see you in cyclorama Visions of you are moving further away Further away Strange warnings Old promises All of the things that might have been