[00:00.000] 作词 : After the Burial[00:01.000] 作曲 : After the Burial[00:41.153]In the twisting I see myself[00:44.712]Pixelated construed I am reaching out[00:48.60]For something for you to hold on[00:51.429]But I never do failing I never will[00:54.807]Some things some things just do not exist[01:01.554]Some days some days I'll be the evoked of[01:08.192]The hope for for a landing for a safety[01:15.141]But the synapse fires exploding[01:20.109]And this is letting go[01:24.108]Life this is a lesson that we don't sign up for[01:30.126]But we fatefully learn[01:32.154]And as I grow old[01:34.13]Time will break me apart[01:44.742]From stem to bough and my heart to reason[01:50.169]I will become the dirt of which I began[01:57.876]I will become the dirt of which I began[02:07.764]Distracted by imperfection[02:14.273]We are covered in rust[02:18.153]Hopeless and distant hopeless and distant[02:22.800]Side to side[02:24.440]From season to season we fall apart[02:33.759]So hold this in your hand and don't let go[02:39.257]These are the things that we live for[02:42.856]Some things some things just do not exist[02:49.673]Some days some days I'll be the evoked of[02:56.373]Dissonant but we still try[02:59.952]Prudent through our brothers'eyes[03:06.52]Back at the start[03:08.92]We lost our direction[03:36.685]We are covered in rust[03:39.384]Hopeless and distant we sway side to side[03:43.943]Distracted by imperfection[03:47.141]We fall we fall apart