D.i.D Productions

Lyrics

Weighed down tight
To a life set loose
And held just right
In a hand-made noose
Two thoughts made one
And a change made way
For a slow-paced run
Back to yesterday

Mix it well
Breathe it in
The taste and smell
Of a needed sin
Long over-due for our relapse
With arms waiting for you
Restraints intact

One step too far, three years too late
One chance missed, twice
In our common mistake
We cry, "Will my time come?"
"Or has it already passed?"
"Will my time come?"
"Or did I wake too fast?"

Kept in words
Our simplest of grips
Lost pull within
Began to slip
The needed fog
Grew just as thin
And lead the madness
Seeping in

One step too far, three years too late
One chance missed, twice
In our common mistake
We cry, "Will my time come?"
"Or has it already passed?"
"Will my time come?"
"Or did I wake too fast?"