The death of emotions
I have been here,many many times before.
But yes, I never belong here alone.
I am a reflection of a path to your way back home.
And I cast the shadows of your lived life, black.
I walk on the water, when they move on the land.
I fly in air, I hide in clear and dusky rays.
I am drowning in the mirror, with the puzzles of light.
Your head have those lines, trying to say everything I mean.
Time has buried me alive, it never lets me escape.
How do you do it, isn't this impossible!
Things you remember, things you forget.
Don't you miss me, I guess you should!
Liked to see you cry, whenever I smiled;
I just need a phone call to your spirit, to fly.
Pretty soon now, when I won't come around,
You will be nearly falling to your knees, you will die.
Take my curse on your back, won't you!
I am always alive somewhere, somewhere else.
Come cross my deserts and rain,
Cheers to your death of emotions.