It's strange how changes come with age,
Things tend to disappear at the end of a day
But we just fade away like ink-stains
In this ancient book that we've never opened.

And now we stand at the edge of the world again,
To step back is to step forward,
Who ever claimed that we were innocent?!
We saw the signs clear as day
But never dared to utter a word;
And now we're lost in this wasteland,
Everyone stands in the dark and cheer us,
So much regret for the things we should've said,
I should've left- I always meant to.

It's a shame we can't pass on the blame,
People intertwine by mistakes all the time,
And you know it hurts to just walk away
But we're just puppets on a string, perpetually broken.

And now we find ourselves in this moment again,
No matter how much time will pass, it will never heal the
distance,
I never claimed that I am blameless,
But I'm tired of living inside this high-prison walls
For so long.

Now we stand at the precipice of the world again,
To step back is to step forward,
Who ever claimed that we are innocent?!
We knew what those signs meant
But we never dared to heed them at all;
So now we're hopelessly lost in this wasteland
And everyone stands in the dark and adores us;
So much regrets for all the things we've never done,
I should've left- I always wanted to!