Too late tonight, I'm gone
and you're miles ahead and I'm lost.
Throughout this darkened scene,
their skies are what I dream.
The light resides in lines,
offset in different times.
And I'm blinded by a sea
of this strange memory.
Frames change and I'm still lost.
scene stills lay still in this fog,
and I try only to see straight into through you.
Your eyes become so bare, an eager empty stare.
And I'm blinded by a sea of this strange memory.
And I am...and I see.. it's just me.
And I drift quietly through the thick of trees leaves.
My mind slowly separates from my body.
Days late and I'm not around now.. I don't care.
Dreamscapes escape all my thoughts. Awake.
I dream of a fate I cannot escape, now it's too late.
Time dies in straight lines.
Waiting, and I can't take anything,
I try to believe everything, but I can't.
Follow me again, out from everything.
The dark that I dreamt are all lies I have meant...