These Diseases - Save The Clock Tower

Disgrace that’s laced with the weight of all these bodies.

Misplaced with haste, this empty face beside me.

But if we’ve lost our hope and it’s too dark to see, hope will always find me.

If we could find a way to leave this all behind us.

Every past mistake will haunt us here.

Wishing these disasters would find an end, even if it’s all we have left.

This is all we have left.

A new disease for those who are brave enough to believe.

If we are left alone the pages will stay blank.

The emptiness will become all

we know.

This will be all we know.

A hardened face that spills the tales of harder years, I can’t believe that

this is all there is.

I know there’s more, hands full of the cracks that match the pavement.

We’ll waste away with our hearts full of hope.

Light, it fades away with

nothing left to say.

Hope will find its way.