Christian:
constant – secession – procession - what binds you and me
lines around your links drag behind our wake
rouse us up from daze - drowning in praise
resounds from innocence slaughtered
beneath her wings unfolded over me
but could I - have found something?
i reach my balance to the sky
encircling chains on your neck
to sever our ties - tighter your columns break
sixty five pieces laid waste - rage rain for forty nights
let me cut you down
so I see more of you


Craig:
i’ve waited too long
i’ve wasted so long
i want to be able to fly one more time
why do I fall for you?
but i promised myself I’d try