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