your melting world comes before you
get ahold of yourself inside
the light in your eyes no longer
place the sun on this dark life
running from you in darkness
fear for my soul inside
my breath is my trust into your hands
the air no longer holds these binds
the fear you give to me
the feel you give to me
Its the way and the place and the move your making(repeat)
shifting your wind on my face
get ahold of yourself outside
the tears in your eyes no longer
cast the shade on this clear mind
the fear you give to me
the feel you give to me
Its the way and the place and the move your making....