Monuments of stone
Crafted in my dreams
A sudden sense of grief
The room was changing
Hibernating sounds
Soft and cold like snow
A disremembered line
Your face was paling I swear
You've gone away from the in-between
Appearing closer with every beat
It's in my nature to make a scene
Stepping out of my mind
I saw you from above
In pink fluorescent light
A promise from the past
When truth was made up
Burn it to the ground
It's time we let it go
You still remember centuries
That never happened