Texty: Josiah Leming. 31 Pages.

Shackled sun reheats the streets upon which we have flown
As winter's dying, spring starts crying for his stolen throne
And we keep running, searching, falling, pouring out our bones
Through eyes that grab us, beat us, stab us, the ones we need the most

Slow down, please slow down
We cannot start again
There's no jumping out
No falling down once you begin

The stars like ? swing above the scene that we have built
As summer's winding down and fall is bound to signs of guilt
Despite our knowledge, weakness, carriage
We keep pressing onward, forward
We know we'll never have the time
But they keep yelling, they keep yelling

Slow down, please slow down
We cannot start again
There's no jumping out
No falling down until the end

And a million candles light the path
It turns my face and burns my back
I lay defeated on the tracks and pray it goes by fast
As a million headlines blare to us
Beneath the million burning suns
We knew our mistakes would one day bring us staring at the gun

Please slow down, oh slow down
Slow down, oh love, my love
Please come back, won't you come back?
Come back, oh love, my love