Sun-Less

Broken hands, so Sans Soleil It lights my way through these Empty streets at night The dragging heels, the cold air stabs me Like a needle running with this thread Scissors cut me dead and gone Living like the blade I carry I never thought of you Living all alone Scissors cut me dead, I never felt Like anyone could ever be so far So far from home The day begins When the music ends It's days like these That I wish I was somewhere else And I can't forget my own name Replace it with a voice that carries on Scissors cut me dead and gone Living like the blade I carry I never thought of you Living all alone Scissors cut me dead, I never felt Like anyone could ever be so far So far from home So far from home So, so far