Cruxshadows (The)
Sleepwalking
Life detaches much less lovedA taste familiar but watered downAnd each day passes into the nextLike television flickering unseenI breatheBut I don't think about itAnymoreIt's become a habitThose embers fragmentThat fire was just a fractureIn the iceDo you hear me?Can you hear me?Do you hear a voice from my side?SleepwalkingAnd poetry fills an empty roomWith science broken and confusedAnd my desire becomes a pacifierI need to feel alive and awakeSomething aging in the waterIn the damage to my soulThe wishing fire is still aliveAnd I think his heartbeat will not dieHow can I give anymore of my life away
From Letras Mania