Palm Trees And Eight

Just keep it simple, within your temples.
so very quiet, the way we like it.
it's so good to finally feel alive again,
like i've been dead for 18 years.
burning bridges never felt this good.
cutting ties with the ones you love.

hold me now, so i wont go.
cause distance means so much to keep me far from home.
dismember all of my limbs.
so i won't be able to reach you again.

falling apart like the trees of autumn,
we slowly wither, as we lose our feelings.
and all of those truths, we tried to ignore them -
the signs that were there from the start.
and keep moving ahead, like nothing is wrong.
and acting out, it seems like we could't be happier.
if we tried to fix this there'd be nothing to mend.
oh no.

hold me now, so i wont go.
cause distance means so much to keep me far from home.
dismember all of my limbs.
so i won't be able to reach you again.

just keep it simple