Rippling murmurs
In memories that fade
Though I count my wishes
Over again
I’m shaking
Shaking the darkness
If I recall the song
That resembles hope
It scatters like sand
I always knew
Thoughts secretly breathing
Touching rusted steel
Without meaning, without bounds
It’s turning
Even if the world is torn apart
I won’t let go of your hand
When crooked reigns rot
I’ll call your name
Even if it’s not a beautiful love
Hearts are dyed
With a pulsing solitude
Those who fear it
Must have a place to return to
I was abandoned
Before disappearing into space
In the depths of my frozen eyes
I’m crying and lost
Who am I?
Even if my cries are drowned out
My lips are searching
If the answers are overruled
I’ll still hold on
To even a shred of love
Wearing layers of crimson
We’ll meet at the ends of the world
Even if you sleep
Again in my arms
Even if the world is torn apart
I won’t let go of your hand
When crooked reigns rot
I’ll call your name
Even if it’s not a beautiful love
Each time I breathe
I search for you
No matter where we stray
I’ll try again