Take me underground.
Bury me in words that you left here.
Never let me down.
Fear has shaped the place of your premiere.
Listen for the sound, the silence here is far too loud.
What do we do now?
I love you, but I'm not myself.
I miss you more than you'll ever know.
I hear it, your spirit calls to me.
Drawn to meet me.
I'll be there, I don't care where I go, where we go. Swept away, times have changed.
Over now, it's over now.
It used to be so clear.
Contradictions blur what I hear.
It's nearly been a year,
and I can't shake the way I'm feeling.
A record on repeat,
but skipping where my favorite part is.
I've never felt this weak.
I wish the brush could lift the artist.