Текст Night Verses – Growing Out Of Orbit

We caught fire in cities made of snow
Cut so deep by everyone we loathed
Two were one before division bells
Separation peeling back our shells

When you’re crumbling by the wayside
When you’re lost and torn apart
You can call on me
I’ll pull you, I’ll pull you
There’s no end to my affection
When you’re life comes crashing down
You can call on me
I’ll pull you, I’ll pull you out

Gone the days of innocence and youth
Complexes evade us from the truth
Opposite sides from a firing line
Synergetic, holding onto you
We’re the same

When you’re crumbling by the wayside
When you’re lost and torn apart
You can call on me
I’ll pull you, I’ll pull you
There’s no end to my affection
When you’re life comes crashing down
You can call on me
I’ll pull you, I’ll pull you out

Oh, we’re the same

When you’re crumbling by the wayside
When you’re lost and torn apart
You can call on me