Dying Flames Lyrics

She's breaking down

Crushed by a life in a solitary town

Air so thick you could drown

Not with the smoke but the hate

A climate designed to frustrate

She falls and catches her skirt on the tracks

She falls through the cracks

In the ice in her glass

Escaping too fast

From a night with no stars

The sky bears her scars

The morning replaces the orange glow

With ash thick as snow

From the things that she smokes

She knows if she chokes

That the sun will still rise

She cuts all her ties

One foot falls before the other

Walking through morning twilight

She continues her fight

We have to try a little harder, just to make it by

Our tears have all run dry but it's a symptom of the time

Can you feel the aching? the breaking of the heart

We try to stay together, but the world tears us apart

Like the way the autumn leaves were once a summer green

It's shorter than it seems and then the sky has turned to grey

Forget the endless dreaming and of falling through the sun

We're never more than dying flames when all is said and done

It's funny, I think.

How bright is the moon as she stands

Alone in the back of the room

When she walks she leaves her own ghost

Reminders of times that she hated the most

The wall is bleeding it's time

A witness of crimes against her

She's losing her mind and it hurts in her heart

She's taking it back to the start

From her eyes she draws a new line

Taking the stars as a sign of the end

Taking her hand, they shine like a friend

As they fade into day giving her hope that she'll find a new way

Reality bends, she loses her grip and she breaks

Laughing and crying with every step that she takes

When she sleeps she doesn't wake up in the day

The sun is alone and she feels the same way

We have to try a little harder, just to make it by

Our tears have all run dry but it's a symptom of the time

Can you feel the aching? the breaking of the heart

We try to stay together, but the world tears us apart

Like the way the autumn leaves were once a summer green

It's shorter than it seems and then the sky has turned to grey

Forget the endless dreaming and of falling through the sun

We're never more than dying flames when all is said and done