Isn’t it weird I cannot feel my bones?
Isn't it weird I cannot see my own
collapsing hopes
while your heuristic thoughts are crystal clear
to me
How did you get so far, I burnt my wings
a black ship, brought you here
it’s all I know, it’s all I know
feel the echoes of this decaying light
taste the sweetness of this rotten time
How did you get so far, I burnt my wings
and now I’m overflying my own world,
my own needs, my faith in what a given word
could mean for you… and now
I’m getting over wounds I’ve always hoped
I’d never know Collapsing hopes
feel the echoes of this decaying light
taste the sweetness of this rotten time
I’m getting over wounds I’ve always hoped
I’d never know