Make Light - Passion Pit

So now we see, comes burying my burnt remains

These puddled clouds

Oh I, I understand now

But darkness falls like shattered pieces

Dangling, shimmering

Torn and tattered and crowned

Oh, I’ll not be told «no» to, no more

You must believe to hear me sing these

Messy morsels of my self-assuring love

Oh, it’s painful kneading

Yes, I lie and I wrangle with prospective angles

That glare me down and face me

With all I do wrong

Why do they all look like me?

So I try and I scream and I beg and I sigh

Just to prove I’m alive, and it’s alright

Cause tonight there’s a way I’ll make light

Of my treacherous life

If I had hands I’d hold up high

My lofty dreams, my alibi’s real name

But I have no strength

So I toss and I turn and I spit in the urn

There’s a ghost in your eye

There is someone that knows more than I

But I’m quick to deny

So I try and I scream and I beg and I sigh

Just to prove I’m alive, and it’s alright

Cause tonight there’s a way I’ll make light

Of my treacherous life

Make light