Testo Loom - Lower Definition

Loom

Disappear
Never look back
Disappear
Never look back

A match that lights the dark
Like the stars in your eyes
A spark in the fire
We'll paint the grey clouds
Wrists all sewn together
We're caught in the loom now
Communal pain
We'll paint the grey clouds red

This could be perfect
Like stars in the waves
Communal pain
Carve the noise from my head
Watch the whole world fade
Watch the colors drip off the page
It's communal pain
We'll paint the grey clouds red

You never know how you feel
Till the end of the rope
That's why I find you every moon

Just a stitch here
And a tourniquet there
Dress the wound here
And a tourniquet there

If we just sink into the waves
We'll never leave this tomb
This tomb that we have made
The more you show your scars
The more you heal the pain
Isn't this, isn't this a beautiful thing?
It's a beautiful thing
It's a beautiful thing

This could be so perfect
Like the stars in the waves
It's communal pain (Communal pain)
Carve the noise from my head
Watch the whole world fade
Watch the colors drip off the page
It's communal pain
We'll paint the grey clouds red

This could be so perfect
Like the stars in your eyes
It's communal pain
We'll paint the grey clouds
This could be so perfect
Like the stars in your eyes
It's communal pain
We'll paint the grey clouds red
It's communal pain
We'll paint the grey clouds red