Admission - Limbs

Do you remember when we were on fire

We lit our own funeral pyre

We rode the flames into the opposition

We said that we’d outlast the attrition

All that we were

We fell into each other

Perfect for one another

Now look where we are, our story’s unwound

The pages are missing, the binding unbound

I search for my ending yours seems to be found

But I still hear the sound

Of your heart beating against my chest

It always seemed to be harder than the rest

As if it were beating for two

In retrospect I never deserved you

This is my admission

All that we were

We’ve gotten further and further apart

From where we were at the start

We may have survived the fire, the funeral pyre

But in the end when I gave in

When I gave in to my sin

That’s when the fire went out