Fairweather - Letter Of Intent lyrics

you break down systematically when everything is black and

white and red Is up for living enough to sleep at night?

you must be tired now from days and nights of growing old,

I'll mark this down as one and call it moving on.

don't bother reading those last rites, with demons sleeping

soundly out of sight, Sustaining tones of broken bones will

sleep with you tonight, I'll mark this down as one that I take

to my grave alone I'm making this my last reply,

it's my resignation