When Death First Appeared

Cemented in steps
Is this the ceiling
My soul is gone
Picked clean by the crows
I'm waiting with bated breath
Is this the outskirts
I look far ahead for a semblance of light
I'll take the option

With time sweeping forward
A lesson learned the hard way
That feeling when you can't let go

Death of these past feelings
Tucked away in a place of reserve
I yearn for a time of the lowest
I look far ahead for a semblance of light
I'll take the option

With time sweeping forward
A lesson learned the hard way
That feeling when you can't let go

Dream noise!
Dream noise!

The only thing true
Is the craft that we bled over
The rest was fiction
Taking space
Up in our heads

Where will it take me?
Where will it take me?
Where will it take me?
Where will it take me?

With time sweeping forward
A lesson learned the hard way
That feeling when you can't let go

With time sweeping forward
A lesson learned the hard way
That feeling when you can't let go