Destined on a dayfall,
A hope that flickers in the night...
Why do I miss you so
even though we're close at heart...
If you keep moving
you can't cry...
Waves
Waves...
As I descend towards a fatal thrall
The landscape plots and twists in my demise...
You've gotten so good at destroying yourself.
You implode with the soft gospels of the past...
she was overwhelming,
so you buried her away...
I know a place which still I keep warm
Whenever I'm lost, in my mind it would form...
In the mirror
a place time forgot...
I want to tell her about you,
how you're not the kind of loneliness...
In springtime first I spied you fair
and lovely as a fleeting dream...
The pavement their pitch
a busker and an addict...