Anberlin

Don't try to wake me up even if the sun really does come out tomorrow
Don't believe anything you say anymore, anymore, in the morning
mourning
It's unloving how love and silence screams, no more, no more, no warning
to the sounds
To the sounds of a record player
With this jumping needle and the lights that grow dim over time
We're downcast out
Theres more to living than being alive
We're downcast out
There's more to living than being alive
Are you where you thought you'd be?
So beautiful and only twenty-three
Opposition wrestle the hearts, with no, with no, with no life fragility