You walk into a room.
Confusion plays a solemn tune.
The
Guilty and degraded. We've bastardized
ourselves and lost our purity.
Gone and disapearing on this cold night
I never thought
Missing you, my brother.
Spaced out miles between us.
I
I try to reach your outstretched hand.
Oh why do
The current state of things
leaves my feet numb.
How
I never said I'd prove it,
I only said I'd
Wait awhile for me. Because I am
just not ready.
How can you call me your friend?
(How can you call
Oceans crash the sands. Another time.
Take a backwards glance