tenebrist
Singer:ballroom thieves, the
i'm the sum of what i've done
which is to say i'm really no one
'cause i can't see what you can sense
this old jukebox is busted
i'm too tired to be trusted
better sing yourself to sleep
a two-way mirror to my following
i'll still be ringing in your ears
long after every coast is clear
and all the lights are low
to make it seem less shallow
if our grief grows like a shadow
and in the morning that's alright
we need the dark to know the light
i am the color of forgiveness
i am the shape of what is wrong
always there but never here
just sits waiting for himself
to make it seem less shallow
if our grief grows like a shadow
and in the morning that's alright
we need the dark to know the light
to make it seem less shallow
if our grief grows like a shadow
and in the morning that's alright
we need the dark to know the light
we need the dark to know the light
we need the dark to know the light
we need the dark to know the light