i descend into a place
we used to lie in the light of our emotions
playing in games of a thriving night
i seance your name
grooving in my mind
our time used to be right
things used to be quite–
 
i run through your mind
screaming for where you are
how the air feels warm
things feel of norm
the storm holds me here
i touch, but you wade
and things feel of haze
 
fire of your desire
i used to cry in the night
when i used to lie beside
the cold of your hands
touch of my toes
you scream my name
fucked my mind a thousand times
 
the feeling of crazy
things used to be unusual
in a sense of a wildfire
destroying my heart
we thrived in the dark
of a cold stricken saddened horizon