Like words I read your smiles With sight these guilty viles
To bleed we shall matchI speak these words you need
These inches from you add miles (tears witheld) and insults
Overhead a friction (unthought of until now) fuels a flight that rips through sound and our hands It makes (to make way) our actions (for silence) undefined
Fade Their whispers amount to nothing now, this payed through you walk
Through the cracks of their hands Always, always
We shall be blessed with these three times
We shall be blessed, left in disrepair
Bind me from harm (tears withheld),
As you move to forget (unthought of until now) that I never stop, when nothing seems to change I know hope never unties itself from you (to home and welcome the fall)
We fell through cracks in this pavement And as street lights point the way, I wish I could love you as much as this camera does I wish that for you