Did I misplace you?
Did you face your fears?
Did you wade across?
Did sunspots wreck your eyes?
Leave you blind from the neck down?
I can see from the ruins
the city's
bone-strewn roads
Stretching on for years
bearing ancient loads on
the creaking wheels of a sorrow
I rose above the sound
of your bitter voice
You think you no choice
but to breath in the hate of the beehive
'cause your pictures were lost on the hard drive
Planets in name and only height
scorched by the same bold suns.
You will lose this fight
and flee for the temples abandoned
once looted and now painted random blue
Did I misplace you?
Did you face your fears?
Did you wade across?
DId the sunspots wreck your eyes?
Did the sunspots wreck your eyes?
Did the sunspots wreck your eyes?