Hallway full of slamming doors
Can't get up off the floor
When what you have isn't enough
You'll never find what you want

When what you want is all you see
It gets harder to breathe
In this silver cityscape of heartache
Out of place

In the fight we find the sky's not cold
This summer light breathes life through your eyes
Like gold, more than gold

Moths and rust destroy the treasure
Still we line up to be measured
The rope burns sliding through my hands
With all these plans

In the fight we find the sky's not cold
This summer light breathes life through your eyes
Like gold, more than gold

And what we take away is more than gold
What we take away is more than gold
What we take away is more than gold