Blissful evenings, and darkened skies.
Satisfied souls by the lake. We owned the world that night.
You were the spring I was looking for, but it felt like winter: the shadow, the dust and the staying indoors, afraid to face the cold.
And all of a sudden, eyes seem vacant and dreams seem to dwell in cold hearts.
Your life driven by the hope you’ll ever have one.
And I’m stuck somewhere between yes and no. The hourglass was always empty.
Oh how the world appears so simple at a shallow stare.
We were just young kids, eluded by the hope that life would make any sense.
It’s just a matter of time, but time takes its toll and I was running out, and something in my mind was dying out
Don't come near me, you'll just get closer to the void that's me.
There are wolves in my head, they're on the lookout. So look out.
