Besedila: On The Surface. The Fall. Spaces.

The feeling is lost if we only pretend to know
The things that really matter
The feeling is dull as feelings can be dull sometimes
But where are all the answers?
Climbing up a ladder through the clouds
But heaven's a long way down

The truth is found where we find ourselves
Floating in the spaces we've created
To hide the things we've hated
The truth is found where we find ourselves
Forget about the lies that we've created
In the darkness we have waited for the storm

The healing is slow and the damage we sustained is more
Much more than we prepared for
The dreaming is over and the morning brings a storm outside
We're opening the old doors
Rooms with pain stained on the walls and floors
Once broken now restored

The truth is found where we find ourselves
Floating in the spaces we've created
To hide the things we've hated
The truth is found where we find ourselves
Forget about the lies that we've created
In the darkness we have waited for the storm

It..s cold, so cold, but it is beautiful, so beautiful
It..s cold, so cold, but it shines its brilliance
Clarity in full

The truth is found where we find ourselves
Floating in the spaces we've created
To hide the things we've hated
The truth is found where we find ourselves
Forget about the lies that we've created
In the darkness we have waited for the storm

In the darkness we have waited for the storm
And I..m so glad we waited

The feeling is lost if we only pretend to know
The things that really matter