All our blood lying on the floor Sense the crowd expecting something more Opened up, proudly on display What we tried so hard to hide away Blinding light illuminates the scene Try to fill "The Spaces In Between" Arms entwined in a final pose Narrative drawing to a close Still remain the things we couldn't kill In your eyes I can see it still How we choose the framing of the scene Hate begins to spill across the screen Blinding light illuminates the scene Try to fill The Spaces in Between