Capture

Take the fallen under your wing

Pick up dollars and demons from everything

That you've ever thought and ever felt

Facts of the present seem to melt

But you faltered; you faltered

Capture all that glory won't bring

Tend to cobwebs that cover up everything

That you've ever thought and ever felt

Facts of the present seem to melt

So we alter; we alter 

Though you can't control the hand you're dealt

Facts of the present seem to melt

But you faltered; you faltered

Sound surrounds me waiting on my future

Plentifully spread around the sun 

Capture all that glory won't bring

Pick up dollars and demons from everything

That you've ever thought and ever felt

Facts of the present seem to melt

So we alter; we alter