The beginning of an end, always ends with a start But the only way to mend will begin with the heart Only one way I can relieve that stress I'll burn my address in less than an hour The trigger, a sentence so hard to read But my vision needs a fix so I'm ready to see And I quicken the prose I chose to describe The beat of a heart that belonged to our lives (We cannot wait but we do not mind Everything's set and we're leaving tonight Avoiding the plot, we run to survive For fun we escape through another disguise) As the "we" becomes "I" the merge is so slight That I blink while I manually change my mind As our vision runs empty, the words fall apart The beginning of an end always ends with the start (And we choose to ignore the call of our hearts) Another aspect that I can't see Another version of me between all the lines you read Hidden carefully beneath the beat There lies defeat, delicately discreet Only one way I can relieve that stress I'll burn my address in less than an hour Hidden carefully beneath the beat There lies defeat, delicately discreet