Honestly what will become of me
I don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is daily
We are what we don't see
We miss everything daydreaming

2x
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end

Traveling I always stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets it and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why

2x
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end

Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could

Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could die

2x
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end

When the dogs were
Barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon

And the dogs were
Barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon
So that they could die