All the love inside of me turned yellow*
The vision what I thought was real turned hollow
I’ve been looking at the wound and not the arrow
Don’t be so quick to trust your eyes
They have been petrified
All is white when terrified but what is unreal dies
Tight dead space
From where we breathe goes narrow
Flow into the future that we don’t know
Walk along the path until tomorrow
Don’t be so quick to trust your eyes
They have been petrified
All is white when terrified
But what is unreal dies
Sit upon your broken shelf
And watch it fall away
Why does everybody go
Why won’t you stay?