Just went through your eyes,
and the battle was fine.
Couldn’t stand to see you streaming.
Now I realize that I might have been
part of the reason for your frowning.
And so I grey the heart and the shape,
that look that you gave, staring.
At empty help me back to awake.
And so I grey the heart and the shape.
Now the bottle plays a little factor.
Not the way I used to be, thankfully.
I was disguising a different matter,
now I engage in everything, infinity…
Help me back to awake.
There were sentences with no direction,
those are pieces that I put away.
There is sadness in the reflection,
one long look is all that it takes.
Help me back to awake. There were sentences with no direction, Those are pieces that I put away. There is sadness in the reflection, One long look is all that it takes.