Wish you would've stayed the night
my little ghost boy
but don't you worry
Our memories resonate within me
Always growing, still remaining
My consciousness puts bits of you together
In my dreams
while you willingly cured me
the expansion of your lungs appeared as the ocean breeze 
why can't i forget
kiss, hug, our drunken dance
around the fire 
that is known 
As music
Music
makes it true
That this blue abyss
will clear up and bring me back 
to you 
the lines on these Palms will twice again meet the engraved hymns on the hand you put out to me
and I'll reach and reach until
our teeth meet and feet see
each other as a mirrored image
and our journies will never finish
In my dreams

remember me like you couldn't do another thing as long as you live