Pale Saints - Featherframe Lyrics

Losing everything
The frame on which you hang
The constant (? ? ? )
The source of pain

Losing everything
That she should bring

Waking up the ? ? ?
Held inside the

Moving space is left to take your place
Of colours against the grain
Feel glass eyes
Waking up the ? ? ?
Held inside the

He says waking up the ? ? ?