Petals blown from closed hands, by quiet breath
Reason defines us, beauty carries us, recognition makes us
Every thread well placed, every aperture leaks
Dream of the coming on, fail to realize
We cannot carry that which we cannot acquire
Oh we have lost what we longed for
The feeling in my arms, my embrace
That which you have dropped
This canon is complete
We need this
Touch me deeply as you once had
And I will not soon forget it
We speak in riddles to deny the past
To love the present, to prepare the future
Beyond that which we have more of
I have seen an old glimmer
It's starry eyes for empty skies, I tell you
I shudder so hard to find
An embrace so hard to maintain
I sweat pictures, words
Hours of days gone
Once buried
And the corpses now warm to the touch (to the touch)
(warm) (to the touch)
I am the horizon
I have dreamt of my eyes tracing rings around this world
My arms are stretched to forever
My fingers shake with the fear of control
The fear I know you all know so well
We all lay claim to our destinies yet we all rise and fall with the current.[X2]
