she always trembles at the blissfully depressed
desiring the desireless
she's always searching for herself in someone else
lonely when she's all she needs
she'll cry a thousand paper tears
and throw down her kerosene of vacant fears
we're all the match wishing we were the flame
we represent each moment in every day
he always trembles at the thought of getting old
running out of time and ideas
he's always waiting for the moment to be right
impatient when it's always there
he'll take a thousand empty pills
and swallow the void that they'll never fill
he's got to break out no matter what the cost
we represent all the ones who feel lost
cos we're all the same worn, empty cup
we're never content, but we never give up
jumping off cliffs, opening our arms and hoping to fly
running around the same old track
never getting any closer, but we never look back
we're just trying to leave
behind something beautiful
before we've gone