Fake flowers blooming, true stories fading and
The sun is stolen before it rises

Your eyes stop shining, your dreams are lying
You'll see the world never changes but leaves you there

Song birds quit singing, flew onto the pouring rain
Left hints of disillusion on the ground

Your hands keep shaking, your heart is breaking down
You're screaming out loud in a quiet crisis

The more you remember the more you repent
And less you love yourself for things undone that you've left

The louder you call the further they go
I don't want to hear you say it's too late
With the hints of disillusion

In your hand, in your eyes, in your mind
Do you still wonder where the song birds are now
Waiting all the time for them to come?

The more you remember the more you repent
And more you hate yourself for words unsaid you still have

The louder you call the further they go
I don't want to hear you say it's over

The more you remember the more you repent
And less you love yourself for things undone that you've left

The louder you call the further they go
I don't want to hear you say it's too late
Don't say it's too late with the hints of disillusion
In your hand, in your eyes, in your mind