• It feels like I’m about to fall from paradise
    I can see the abyss from the cloud where I stand
    The dried up memories are reborn in shimmering tears
    Once more the black and white films begin to roll
    No matter how far I run
    My shadow still clings to my ankles
    No matter how much light you give
    You cannot fully erase the darkness in my heart
    Was that happiness I found forged somehow?
    I’m falling, I think I’m falling
    I called you through the beautiful tears
    There was no answer

    Slowly the billions of worthless tears dry
    And the film evolves into brilliant colors
    I can see everything for what it is
    A recent memory begins to glow
    Blotting out the night sky with a new morning
    In its uttermost perfection, I’m ashamed
    I hide my scarred hands behind my back

    Soft murmurs in secrecy
    “It feels like I’m falling.”
    Enveloped in warmth
    “I got you.”
    Passionate flames
    Slowly burning the sadness