Heart is running low
Vanquished and confined as we walk through the corridor
Measured in the dark
Until the meter says we can take no more

You feel good about it you say
You need to feel good about it
And still riddled with spite
Language is defied as we walk through the corridor

We sing to the night
Abolishing the promise
Our constellation is so far from reach
I'm fading from the sky
The shutdown is complete
You turned away despite my loving

Time is burning slow
You beckon on the way as you
Walk through the exit door
While estimating the losses rising
The venom in the glass says I need more, yeah

You still feel good about it you say
You need to feel good about it
And still riddled with spite
Language is defied as we walk through the corridor

We sing to the night
Abolishing the promise
Our constellation is so far from reach
(I touched your ember with a little bit of my wing)
I'm fading from the sky
The shutdown is complete
You turned away despite my loving

In her room, Marriott, New York
Checking in to be held by you, then checking out
Direction is shuffled back to nil
Caught in your maze, still

We sing to the night
Abolishing the promise
Our constellation is so far from reach
(I touched your ember with a little bit of my wing)
I'm fading from the sky
The shutdown is complete
You turned away despite my loving