The empty sky burns bright blue
and I walked away from you
The cold earth is silent and lost
Covered in snow and frost

Vultures pick clean the still yellow bone
A fresh **** of the sand and stone
No loving hands will hold golden truth
Drunk on sweet nectar of wasted youth

The mountain speaks, slow and steady
Of rivers and dreams, rushing and heady
How can you breathe to something you don't know?
I guess love takes absence to finally grow

Flowers that bloom blood red and sharp
Oh love me, love me, take my heart
Dressed up and waiting for insignificance
My head and my heart; a common dissonance