Rapture - The Times We Bled (Closure)

Waking moments spent with splinters in my throat There with our wounds open we stood bleeding the heart dry Facing the water, hoping for wings to carry us towards daybreak and never let hope die Then the tow giants came falling down Took even the unspoken and threw it all away Thought it would take a lifetime to hid everything away to make the heart whole And every day without fail I held my heart in my hands Slowly turning pale Hoping it would miss a beat One too many and rot away Just hold me for a second now Let's not say a word Let me catch my breath, dear and hold it before it escapes One last time