Perfection? - Guilt Machine

You look different in this light

Thoughtful in the morning air

Shifting in the golden glow of the array

Still I’d know you anywhere

You look distant in this light

Troubled in the morning air

Waiting for a chance to live what you’ve become

I’d see through you anywhere

And all the things you are

And all you’ve lost

Is perfection what you really want?

And all the skies we share

The dreams we walked

I’ll be waiting here alone

The darkness calls you home

You look tragic in this light

Shattered in the morning air

It fell apart the day they learned your name

But still I’d follow anywhere

You look dangerous in this light

Desperate in the morning air

Waiting for a chance to live what you’ve become

I’d see through you anywhere

And all the things you are

And all you’ve lost

Is perfection what you really want?

And all the skies we share

The dreams we walked

I’ll be waiting here alone

The darkness calls you home

I was lost in the perfect world they promised me

I was scarred when they tore the mask away

I was amazed at the lies we refused to see

I was afraid of the emptyness that you could leave behind

You look distant in this light

Troubled in the morning air

Waiting for a chance to live what you’ve become

I’d see through you anywhere

And all the things you are

And all you’ve lost

Is perfection what you really want?

And all the skies we share

The dreams we walked

I’ll be waiting here alone

When the darkness calls you home

When it calls you home

What’s one more year

A trip around the sun?

Rise up and leave me

The journey’s done

What’s one more year

Circling the sky?

The future’s in motion

You’re free to fly

Can we hear the past?

Do we dare to stand alone?

Can we take it back

Make a new life on our own?

Can we hear the past?

Do we dare to stand our ground?

Can we take it back?

Can we turn it all around?

What’s one more year

A trip around the sun?

Rise up and leave me

The journey’s done

What’s one more year

Circling the sky?

The future’s in motion;

You’re free to fly

Can we hear the past?

Do we dare to stand alone?

Can we take it back

Make a new life on our own?

Can we hear the past?

Do we dare to stand our ground?

Can we take it back?

Can we turn it all around?