separated by some eclipse but they only died on my lips they always die on my lips you must be something real remember the time it's taken thought i'd forget come on now, it's no big deal you'd think so, but you're mistaken and everything disconnects to find out what will happen next tell me what happens next i always miss, inanely what others see so plainly it takes a time or two for me with every color graying and every word you're saying losing all trace of clarity