I'm sitting on the edge of the world,
Plugged into the soundtrack of my life.
On the edge of darkness,
My skin feels the tears of the sky.
The break beat of my heart pounds in time,
In this dream, once again I'm alive.
You brought me here with a kiss goodnight,
With the deepest sigh this world starts dreaming.
I lie here marked among strangers,
Leaving this world to it's silence, Still believing.
Ash upon the fingers of my soul,
Fired in this casket i fulfil my role.
I'm here again.
Living On memories.
No tactile moments,
No reality left to touch.
The grey shows through,
It starts to stem the flow.
Our relentless stream shifts again,
A fleeting glimpse,
The cycle quickens.
What once was fresh,
What once was life,
The space between the lines,
Echoes the space behind the eyes.
The grey stains,
Between the black and whites.
The motion of life itself.
Delusions become home,
Living on memories.