There was a sorrow in that
She can tell I always feel the worst that I can
None of it was real
It was something far too good to feel

We let our heads cave in
Subject to a greater thing

In faster pace, and brighter hues
I'll sacrifice the love I grew
And I did

You see that prize on my wall
It's just one off the heap
Just one from the haul
You're in the shallows of my head
And I know how you'd love to swim
Into the deep instead

We let our heads cave in
Subject to a greater thing