Hot Lies A Breath And It's Gone
If parting is such a sweet sorrow, why does this still
taste bitter, against my lips?
Electric words crackle, their poison on the wire
If parting is a sweet sorrow, why does it still taste
bitter?
Or is it a blessing in disguise?
A breath and it's gone but it lingers, reminds me to feel
something
We tread so carefully between every peice and promises
that matter most
As the sun leaves the gulf, colours saturate our ghosts
Shadows faded, once kept me contained
Now seem far away, take my hand, my everything
Take this heart and soul to keep, chokehold and don't let
me breathe