The world was not what he knew no more The reflections had betrayed him All the pains were coming back Inhibiting Slowly Reality sunk back in Heavy and suffocating Shackling
The music's changed The party is still going on Full of people he didn't recognise Is he still a part of it? Is he still invited? What does it matter? Everything To him Everything he knew of Almost And what it took to run was a blink away
My dad as he was sleeping. I wonder was he dreaming of his youth, with music that he loves when the days were easy and light. He woke up coughing and I was crumbled.