While he was asleep holding her hand   The dreams smouldered   She opened her heart, he tore it apart   Gazed into his smile      He said he had constraint   He was ostracised and feint   She had gone over and under   A tattoo of a loser   These are the rings that fell apart   These are the things that tore his heart   These were the dreams that he was causing   These were the gleams that she was pausing      We're nothing but debris   Floating on a silver lake   There's nothing left to take   As we slowly fall apart   We unite you through me   As we separate with fate   We're nothing but debris      Her words confound, dim and unsound   Daring the logic   Defying off-hand, nothing unplanned   Phase into the vile      Let me speak again, pursue the praise - not too soon   In two yields construed by me and you   Tracing the cause and case   As we stand here face to face   Simple twofoldness is our brace   That makes it feel like you and me      Opportunity isn't what we lost   We have lost our senses      Walk with me now to another place   Where no one else has been before