I speak to your silence; philosophies and my darkest dreams
I speak to the velvet petals that sink into my skin at the slightest touch
Or to the glittering sea as sunlight showers down its grace
I speak to your sadness; songs and glorious days of remembrance
And we get lost in enchantment, or somewhere along the shore
You tell me fake stories and I listen to them with all my heart
I tell you about sad songs, and you take me away from my guilt...

I speak to your memory; things I’ve never had the courage to say
But now you’re lingering on the surface of ice
And I’m a thousand miles away