Inspired by the song Oceans of slumber - The banished heart
I need you, dear, but I won't come here.
My will is strong enough to pass away.
The bloody sunlight pours its calming delight.
The far we go, the less we can return...
No way through old roads. No signs mysterious.
Your lips still move but silent screams prevail.
The less we wait, the more we get somehow.
Believe without hope. Shattering of glasses
The top of your eyes are as bloody as sunlight.
Our fingers are meshing, our hearts are melting.
The more we crave, the less we get in return.
Life with no ending, story's comprehending.
When will the last sunray finally melt away?
I need you, dear, but I won't come here.
I won't return to the ghostly bygone.