touch back to reality
as a simple fatality
I remember the day
the day it was so cold
I needed to feel her touch
I wanted her voice
I came back to reality
remembering the lie
I remember
I remember
how she used to cry
the way she used to blur
the insanity from the sane
the lines inside me stir
and I remember her
how cold the days became
as i was just a game
Reality was not real
and still
i cannot feel
I remember
I remember
how much I wouldn’t talk
after her voice left me
a stone of bitter rock
the subtle sound of clock
ticking, tick tick tock
and still I count the hours
with hearts still locked in towers
I know she moved without me
still in her beautiful hand
swiming in the seabed sand
in an hourglass of love
set still
never running through
Im drowning in my own abyss
in a girl that i will always miss
