• I remember you and me on the swings
    I see you smiling enjoying the summer breeze
    There you are standing that way
    Just like how I left you yesterday

    As I rub my warm hand over your cold chest
    I realize your made out of stone
    The moon is now a crest
    Moonlight hits and the stone cracks

    I remember this
    Its the part when I fall through the cracks.