It begins and you can never press rewind
My heart was covered and caged
My fire transformed to mere embers

And can we chant and sing stories
If we don't what it is to breathe
Or can we carry on through the monotone echoes
As we desperately sift through yesterday
Trying to get caught up

It levels with such eloquent and supple scenery
One cannot taste the sweetened breeze
Promised by tomorrows dreams

Are we capable of expressions
Though we have no emotion, for we are abandoned.
All but empty goodbyes and numb sights.

With no more space to contain our absence
We bleed and we break, to soil and stain
Doing so without knowing
What it is to breathe

Burning dove, how is it you shine that bright?
Crashing and wandering to find only my oasis
For these passing days and glowing flames fail to touch me.