Life detaches much less loved   A taste familiar but watered down   And each day passes into the next   Like television flickering unseen      I breathe   But I don't think about it   Anymore   It's become a habit   Those embers fragment   That fire was just a fracture   In the ice      Do you hear me?   Can you hear me?   Do you hear a voice from my side?   Sleepwalking      And poetry fills an empty room   With science broken and confused   And my desire becomes a pacifier   I need to feel alive and awake      Something aging in the water   In the damage to my soul   The wishing fire is still alive   And I think his heartbeat will not die   How can I give anymore of my life away