Lyric

Dust is dancing in the morning ray

In a library where I used to stay

Old journals filled with a younger ghost

Touching the things that I miss the most

A monochrome map of a forgotten town

Where the weight of the sky keeps looking down

The static noise of the midnight rain

Trying to numb all the subtle pain

Echoes of laughter in the hall of glass

Watching the seasons and the shadows pass

Every word is a brick in the wall I built

Trying to hide all the hidden guilt

Trace the lines of the faded map

Falling into the memory gap

Wait for the resonance to start

Deep in the basement of my heart!

Resonate through the heavy dark

Every memory is a tiny spark

In the architecture of the void

Rebuilding the things that I destroyed

Yeah, we’re singing through the fuzzy light

Until the morning kills the night!

Even if the ink starts to fade away

I will find the truth in the light of day

Deep beneath the strata of the soul

I’m finally finding what makes me whole

Resonate through the heavy dark

Every memory is a tiny spark

In the architecture of the void

Rebuilding the things that I destroyed

Yeah, we’re singing through the fuzzy light

Until the morning kills the night!