LETRAWalk to OblivionBastille

When you fall asleep with your head upon my shoulder.
When you're in my arms but you've gone somewhere deeper.

Are you going to age with grace?
Are you going to age without mistakes?
Are you going to age with grace?
Are you going to leave a path to trace?

When oblivion is calling out your name,
You always take it further than I ever can

(Wanna talk about it)
(Wanna talk about it)
(Wanna talk about it)