Used to save my arrows for you, to shoot you down from the sky
Until It came a crashing proof, aimed at myself the whole time, the whole time
Hey, revelator man, made from my own two hands
You were the wrong of a right, the wrong of a right
Broken intention
I walked a line line line between
A lovely ghost and the real thing
Oh what a mirror mirror mirror I praise
Giving new names to old ways
I had never meant to cause you harm, Deciding who you’d be
Wait for me inside the rubble’s arms, Gather the parts worth saving
Hey, revelator man, made from my own two hands
You were the wrong of a right, the wrong of a right
Broken intention
Selfish and faithful it all looks the same now
But I’ll break my lungs til we figure this out
Selfish and faithful it all looks the same now
But I’ll break my lungs til we figure this out
Selfish and faithful it all looks the same now
But I’ll break my lungs til we figure this out
