Gavin Clark:

Dead state I can feel the weight
Light streaming in through the open grate
Two thread score tearing up the floor
Out in the alley with the trigger drawn

Numb hands I can see the strand
Hold it together with a severed hand

Three lost years I've been crying here
I'm over, I'm over, I'm over, I'm broken

Strung out on wings of the dawn
Hole in the black, soul in the storm
Torn down through the cracks in the dark
We're miles adrift, we're inches apart

I'm hit I can feel the grit
Sat in the asher on the beaten brick
Two thread main running through the vein

Out in the centre with a mirrored cane
Numb feet I can hear you speak
Hold it together with a severed streak

Three full years I've been crying here
I'm over, I'm over, I'm over, I'm broken

Strung out on wings of the dawn
Hole in the black, soul in the storm
Torn down through the cracks in the dark
We're miles adrift, we're inches apart

Stood up on the side of the Earth
Thrown back to the track to the dirt
Two thread lose an hour a day
We're miles adrift, we're inches away

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Strung out on wings of the dawn
Hole in the black, soul in the storm
Torn down through the cracks in the dark
We're miles adrift, we're inches apart

Stood up on the side of the Earth
Thrown back to the track to the dirt
Two thread lose an hour a day
We're miles adrift, we're inches away

We're miles adrift, we're inches away
We're miles adrift, we're inches away
We're miles adrift, we're inches away
We're miles adrift, we're inches away

Hold it together with a severed back
Can't feel the blood