Glistening
Sun-bleached eyes
You look at me
As they catch the light

You turn away
The past remains
A fever dream
That we can't escape

These fragments of you
So hard to find
I pick up the pieces
One at a time
You lost your way
I lost my mind
You pick up the pieces
One at a time

Bitter water
Cyanide
An effigy
To the hands of time

You turn away
The past remains
A fever dream
That we can't escape

These fragments of you
So hard to find
I pick up the pieces
One at a time
You lost your way
I lost my mind
You pick up the pieces
One at a time

These fragments of you
So hard to find
I pick up the pieces
One at a time
You lost your way
I lost my mind
You pick up the pieces
One at a time