Fall from Grace - Future Islands

You were mine when I was young

Why does it take so long?

When you were here, it was warm

Now it’s just a bitter storm

Now I’m older, turning white

Watching days turn into nights

Now I’m older and I’m grave

Tell me, what’s been left to save?

Pardon my reflection

In the mirror, at your feet

Before you go, please tell me

«Was it all inside of me?»

«I'll leave here in the morning»

You were mine when I was young

Why does it take so long?

Now I’m older and I’m grave

Tell me, «what's been left to save?»

I held you in the morning

In the doorway of the sea

«Pardon my reflection

It was all inside of me.»

We slowly fall from grace

We slowly fade away…