Chapter 2

Pull out the same
And I'm sitting out of this one
The bloated pet, wringing out his own tongue
Stealing tracks that we would have followed out of here
You're stealing fractions from a whole that disappears

And the talk
Everybody wants a coup
But you start it
Someone else and I'll recoup
Sell the stream
The source is turning into mud
And tell the valleys, nothings turning far enough

Between the wreck there's heaven sent
Between the choice I'd rather have
And at the end a chapter goes
And now the finish is the start

The fire spits
Everybody's talking low
We won't go away, not until your body's cold
If one by one the pillars fall away
The floor floats like a ray

Between the wreck there's heaven sent
Between the choice I'd rather have
And at the end a chapter goes
And now the finish is the start

Why is the finish now the start

Roll the timing back for her

Between the wreck there's heaven sent
Between the choice I'd rather have
And at the end a chapter goes
And now the finish is the start