Strung Back Around - Fog Lake

You arrived in carrying arms

But can you imagine it since

Whatever place this kamikaze lands

My heart will sink

And now we’re just strung back around

So I promise you

I won’t figure it out

Sometimes, I’m just a slave to myself

Used up all my cards

I think I played a little too long

Such a shame we slept off

Our own piece of mind

A little bit damaged with time

But still, we made it fly

And now we’re just strung back around