In awe I’m sinking through the floor
A hopeless heart bursting through a paperthin chest
Attaching memories and dreams to the same old songs and sounds
Shaking, disappearing in the flood
Watching an amber sun sink west
Watercolors, brilliance, and everything that is will wash away
Where do we go?
Where is the floor?
How will I know that I’ve found my home?
We all die alone
We’re waiting and wishing, loving and screaming like children
Erasing, embracing, enduring and we’re screaming like children
The fog rolls in, the summer fades
The seasons spin and these bodies age
Our pictures hang in elaborate frames
Our feelings change and nothing stays
Cause nothing stays, we all float away
Our voices change and we love in vain
Where do we go?
Where is the floor?
How will I know that I’ve found my home?
We all die alone