Torch - Knifeworld

Way to go, onward slow through this woe I drag a while.

Staying true, but think of you.

What can I do?

This is so my style.

Even keel, level field, what if I revealed what I’d like to do?

Details hazy, weekends lazy, baked half crazy all full of you.

Would you mark your words again?

Will you keep them?

Could you make them true?

Can’t decide so me I’ll hide.

Oh, but we dazzled when we were alive.