Besedila: Oleander. Unwind. Halo.

And it's always little things that to the surface brings
The comfort in the pain, the fear behind the smile
We lose along the way the things we leave behind
Along the precipice of things we should not climb
And I'm the first in line

There's an anchor around my heart dragging me down
Behind the waves in silence I fall
There's a halo above my head spinning me 'round
'Cause I don't know if I'm alive or dead
A dagger in my hand bleeding me dry

And it's always little things, to the surface brings
Space you need to breathe before the curtain call
Light that leads the way before you hit the wall
Mountain that you climb just to take a fall
For blind among the blind, and I will say that

There's an anchor around my heart dragging me down
Beneath the waves in silence I fall
There's a halo above my head spinning me 'round
'Cause I don't know if I'm alive or dead
There's a dagger in my hand bleeding me dry

And all we have to lose is time
And what we lose we leave behind
Stay around and we will shine