Your quite distance like the tree I view from my room
Untouchable like a record set by a king, as I attempt like a fool
Should the ways of life be diligent and allow me my wishes
Does that same distance make everything I do worth it
Fragile quint thoughts of you surface and the same pictures are there
Could you imagine what I imagine as I try to read your mind
When I realize the synchronization is gone
When I notice your no longer here...
