Hearts On Paper

As we walk through the ruins clouds turn day to night. it starts to pour the rain looks so beautiful running mascara has never been worn so well. as we scatter shards of july across this broken town. it starts to pour the rain looks so beautiful running mascara has never been worn so well. as gravity lets go well dance upon this night the gunshots will be our music the screams will keep the tempo the bloodstains will be our dance floor and the moon will shine like candle light. high above the past we wave with open fists face to the wind nothing can touch us now