Transitions
Potent, your philter swallowed down
Empty prolix pouring out
Cordate, everything I see
Heavy, your love is drowning me
Remnants, reserves of happiness
Slipping, faint hope grows even less
Hidden like days with no sunrise
When will this sleep revitalize?
How was I to know?
Feel this lump in my throat
Try to get to my heart
I imbosk my soul
How was I to know?
Still that lump in my throat
Try to get to my heart
Try to find my soul