I used to see patterns on wood grains
Stories their faces told
Lately I've been losing all of my balance
Details are fuzzing out
Everything is hazy
There's nothing left to phase me
I've become a vessel of smoke and dust
I used to see patterns on rain clouds
Music the thunder made
Lately I've been feeling lighter than water
Here I am in the air
All of the bridges I've burnt
Their ashes swirl all around me
This lifeline is all I have left
And it's starting to look so blurry
Everything is hazy
There's nothing left to phase me
I've become a vessel of smoke and dust