Magnetic Fields

We both stepped in and held on
 And then burst open wide
 Exploding stars are helpless
 The edges are always undefined
 And now I'm turning wrenches
 Far from what needs fixing
 But your world contained no fences
 Full of beauty and suffering
 Still I'm waiting for the colors to return to the scenery
 Your allure was pulverizing
 Absorbing light and slowing time
 Just how could I brace for impact
 In the garden of your poor design?
 Still I'm waiting for the colors to return to the scenery
 My desperate words a bleeding fever
 While you'd collapse then disappear
 Your rising sparks would gather motion
 Illuminating the dogs drawn to your fears
 On this lonely trail between us
 I watch my shadow drag a busted crutch
 The only rules of love and battle
 To ask for nothing is to ask too much
 Too much, too much
 To ask for nothing is to ask too much
 Too much, too much
 Our magnetic fields still pulsing
 Bending circles from broken lines
 We were only seeking shelter
 While all roads are simply searching for a place to die
 Still we're waiting for the colors to return to the scenery
 To ask for nothing is to ask too much