You're there when I turn the corner on any memory. You're there with the rest of them. I find you, crawling, through the sewage of a dream where we once touched. Open my eyes and you're gone, but inside you're asleep and ready and waiting and i'm waiting too but why arent we waiting together?
You're there with the rest of them.
I find you, crawling, through the sewage of a dream
where we once
touched.
Open my eyes and you're gone,
but inside
you're asleep
and ready
and waiting
and i'm waiting too
but why arent we
waiting together?