i'm telling you.
the clouds were meant for the ground.
but they hung themselves.

I can still feel the trace of your arms wrapped around me
I can still feel your warmth like you’re near.
And I know it’s my fault, so please, don’t remind me
I know I’m the reason you’re not here

So I tried to play it all back again
Because it’s so much better back when we can

Dance in front of many people
Pretend they aren’t there
Or act like we don’t care
Hold hands wherever we go
And whisper to each other things nobody knows

These things are just imprints
And they’re bound to fade
They’ll crumble to ashes
Like they were never made
But these little things
Imprints they might be
They have a way
Yes they have a way to stay

I can still hear your voice and the things that you said
When we were lying on my rickety bed.
You said this time tomorrow this will be our past
And since we can’t stay here let’s just make it last

But still I try to play it all back again
Because I am much happier back when I can

Laugh at your silly jokes
While tracing odd patterns
On clouds and on smokes
Sing when you play your guitar
Or when we’re driving around town in your car

These things are just imprints
But they’re what I hold on to
They are proof to me
That once I had you
And I’m placing my faith
On these little things
To have a way
To find a way to stay

I can still hear your laugh
While secretly wondering about the life we could’ve had
I can still see your face
And I’m wishing it’s somethings that time could not erase
But now you’re nothing but an imprint
And you’re bound to fade
Like a crumbling sand castle
Like the memories we made.

so much like the paper, it crumples
it remains untouched but has been molested
trying to close itself up, until you came and
tore open the stitches and shed the
protection
so much like the paper, it falls
leaning on the words of another to live
their inscribed marks upon its open skin
scars not marks, wounds not scars,
because the wounds have not
closed yet

When you love
someone that dies,
does the love die too?

If it did,
maybe it would
be easier to
forget you.

for all i care
and all i know
my love for you is all i feel

for all i care
and all i know
my lust for you is all i feel

for all i care
and all i know
my touch is cold
and so are you

your kiss is blank
your repel is frank

your sight is dark
you've left a mark

for all i care
and all i know
my heart is broken
and so are you

for all the love
and lust i felt
i do not care
i do not know