Raz
Bluelighter
Do you even remember the last time you spoke?
Days ago would you have cared?
Death has a way of enforcing love
This projected self-interest
So sad she died
So sad she's gone
And what will I leave behind?
Who will be the first to mourn?
Who will be the last?
Some memories are never far
Though they don't visit for so long
Hermits in their secret garden
In that shade too cool
I'm walking up that pebbled path
The roses smell nice
The roses are all I see
Thorns all hidden
Until the prick
And the blood
I stay indoors until another one goes
And then I break my vow
Every time
And the shade is too cool
In that secret garden
...
Days ago would you have cared?
Death has a way of enforcing love
This projected self-interest
So sad she died
So sad she's gone
And what will I leave behind?
Who will be the first to mourn?
Who will be the last?
Some memories are never far
Though they don't visit for so long
Hermits in their secret garden
In that shade too cool
I'm walking up that pebbled path
The roses smell nice
The roses are all I see
Thorns all hidden
Until the prick
And the blood
I stay indoors until another one goes
And then I break my vow
Every time
And the shade is too cool
In that secret garden
...