Against The Grain

A slowly winding wind
Carries me blindly towards the unknown
With fog as thick as death
I can only hope this is a dream

Why does this blinding radiant light
Not brighten the darkness within your eyes?

Out of the mist your figure appears
We walk down this shadowed path
But your feet never touch the ground
With hand in ghostly hand
Beneath a sky not of this world
Can you not see the sun your presence creates?

Why does this blinding radiant light
Not brighten the darkness within your eyes?

As a cold feeling grips my throat
I know that this moment is fleeting

There must be a way

Come back with me
Into the flesh and blood!
Is it not better to die with me
Than never to live at all?

But you were never there
You were never there
As I cry into her hollow chest again,
I'm reminded of the false reality that is

As I cry into her hollow chest again,
I awake

Is this a shell that become one with me?
Or did I dig too hard against the grain?
And as this room loses warmth
And the light fades from my eyes,
I'm haunted by your promises
That everything will be all right