Gone 4 Good - The Impossibles

Time to turn outside in

Fall breaks down to begin again

Shivering hands can not hold

Longing can not keep us from the cold

We teach ourselves to live without

The things we once thought we’d never give up

Taking turns, deconstruct recreate, redesign, recorrupt

And you take half my heart

Forever yours to tear apart

Angel, has gone for good, for good