The Golden Age Lyrics

It's strange
It's no news to you
No longer delay the truth,
I've needed to push off for some time

Promise to keep your mind with you and I'll return your heart
But now it's time to find out about all with which I'm made
My fragments were scattered across every last shore
Within the efforts to create this now dissolving race

Ages ago we would die to
Further the whole but we've since forgotten our place
Patiently etching glass through scenes that make every day
A drift triangular bliss where every side equates
Creatures beneath have never counted a league,
Nor have they tracked the sun until it falls asleep

The wind picks up and the water is getting rough,
As I tread the angry earth's working brain
With each wave comes a chance of being erased

What's left of me is violently swept to land?
Land that I had taken for granted
My pieces were scattered across every last shore
When I tried my hand in the game.

Ages ago I promised I'd return your heart, whole
But it seems the plans have changed
Accidents aren't all the same
There are some that make you glad they came

Creatures beneath have never counted a league,
Nor have they tracked the sun until it falls asleep

The wind picks up and the water is getting rough,
As I tread the angry earth's working brain
With each wave comes a chance of being erased
Of being erased,to be let