Bled Across the Wire - The Hope Conspiracy

Burned the years into ashen whispers this acrid smoke chokes my lungs

So careless with friends we’re given

So quick to reject forgiveness suffering to claim back time

And to think i believed in this burning the years into ashen whispers —

Loving

Crying

Dying

We play our parts

Words days' blood and tears shed upon the rooftops of this city time and time

again until We’re gone

Until it’s over

Portraits scars and memories

Keepsakes of what used to be my love bled across this infinite wire

And what it meant

I wish you knew

Bonds grow cold and time flies by

Love and energy

It’s been wasted

Does this mean anything to you?

Are you still confused?

All we do is build a wall between us