Shapes to melt into its own Looking down at scattered bones I used to keep to send her home Till they spread her ghost on Till they spread her ghost on I pulled the trigger by mistake Fired at the aftermath Slowly recognized escape We will be ephemeral We will be ephemeral Fact isn't what you see Not anymore what it used to be Fact isn't what you see No anymore what it used to be Fact isn't what you see Not what it used to be Through all the glamour Two hours of surgency Two hours of surgency