Sprites

You disappeared from my dreams
Where we used to grow old
Now all I get is red lightning
And nightmares that break my bones
Bruises of black, blue and purple
From trying to be alone
Avoided the pain by sleeping
As the pain turned to fields of mold

Maybe in time
If your love isn’t mine
Maybe in time
If my subconscious has died

Am I alive
If your love isn’t mine?
Maybe in time
I’ll stop seeing sprites

It’s a tall order
At least for now
My cold emotionless wall
Hasn’t been broken down

When it snows here
And the climate’s weird
I’ll drink my own tears
Drink ‘till I’ve forgotten

Maybe in time
I’ll let go of the past
If I keep holding tight
Then that's all I'll attract

Maybe in time
If your love isn’t mine
Maybe in time