Steal the breath from me. It's yours to take. I give it freely. Shake me from my sleep. To see the things. I could have done. To change everything. To be in place. To drive you both home. Not to gravestones. Take you somewhere safe.
Speak to me in memories. To comfort me. A welcomed haunting. This is my
apology. This fallacy. A welcomed haunting silence ringing through
the city. Sorrow floods the streets.
It occurs to me. I haven't seen. Where you've been sleeping. Crushed so
deep beneath reality. Just over six feet. What could I have done. Is
all I'll think. To drive you both home. Not to gravestones. Take you
Sirens (I am) Blaring (Failing) Echo through the trees (rest in peace)
Silence (Silent) Waiting (Funeral) (Procession)
Two are missing heartbeats (Through the streets)
Lift the coffin weight. I feel ashamed. There's something missing
The black hearse waits below. Down by the road. To drive you both
home To your graves your final resting place