Besedila: Tired Pony. The Place We Ran From. That Silver Necklace.

Where's the silver necklace you, never wear anymore,
does it hurt just to see that thing.
Where's the sense in holding on, to the lie,
that has cast such a shadow on the both of us.
I can't see myself for you, it's no use,
I've been struck stupid floundering for far too long.
I've not found the strength to say, nor the urge,
cause I'm too scared you'll agree we need to talk.

The reigns are off they're off for both of us.
It's changed so much but we've barely noticed it.
And all I want is right in front of me now.
Right here in front of me.

I can't for the life of me, read the signs, read your mind,
read your lips, read your diary.
Everything is all at once with you dear,
I can't see were the now starts and next begins.
Coupled with your majesty there's your heart
there's a unflinching kindness I won't forget.
So let's smash it up and start again
there still time to recall everything that was good for us.

The reigns are off they're off for both of us.
It's changed so much but we've barely noticed it.
And all I want is right here in front of me now.
Right here in front of me.
I've banged my head against this brick wall so much.
That you can see the daylight through it.
I just, I want you to see the light.