Twiceyoung - Half dust

I don't want to have to prevent another selfish blunder,
I don't want to have to exchange our lives so soon,
So soon

When we choose to disguise her lingering request, sirens,
May we finally tend our wounds in silence,
Sins dressed,

I won't forget your face,
Remind yourself of nearing days,
Suspended ignorance,

Free my arms from rust, Oh, I must,
Be only half dust,
Every word kept us, And all our love,
Was hardly enough,

I Am unaware of such darkness that betrays our number,
Who spoke so soon to summon doubt,
From our ground.

We waited for too long.