Not everything happens for a reason but we happened and we fell apart and maybe that was for a reason because we collapsed into framework so maybe our fortress just wasn't strong enough
We built together with dreamlike lumber, the stars and childhood thrill keeping everything together but we are older now and the moonlight makes our eyes look glassy instead of glittering
I keep staring at this rubble and wishing I could run the halls again but they don't exist, all that's left is the foundation and maybe I'm scared of letting go and maybe I'm scared of losing this but we cannot keep this castle standing with rain water and sugar and whispers
I come back to this place waiting for some kind of miracle, for something to make this stronger so we could stand again but I think if we want to be princes in our high tower we're gonna have to plant some trees and get some wood and build
As much as the thought of Us makes me glimmer, it is not feasible to sustain ourselves on the simple wish to go back in time to when we tended to one another's fires
Back before we knew fire was not something to be played with
Back before we were burned