You're out of reach
Skyless screen
With silver leaves
Shimmering
Descending to the earth
Aerial birth
Above the fir
Eventually
Waiting for the day
Nothing left to say
All that you leave behind
Slips from the edges of your mind
All that you are dissolves
Building a temple meant to fall
You're in too deep
Worlds beneath
A tangled weave
Endlessly
Ascend into the grave
Emeralds in clay
Disintegrate
Eventually
Waiting for the day
Nothing left to say
All that you leave
Slips from the edges of your mind
All that you are dissolves
Building a temple meant to fall