we found our past in a shoebox of photographs we realized that the answers have changed for the questions we once asked and i, shed my skin for you beneath the clouds of fall and i, gave myself for you every time you called did you lose yourself? or did you lose it all? (one hour left i have no regrets) coz when the darkness hits, we all feel so small (one minute left, how could i forget?) and i can see it now and i remember (one second left, i’m about to fail) that the pieces didn’t fit, with the silence of September (just close the door when you leave) i don’t want to be shelter for your sins where did we end, i’m sinking in into the softness of your skin i’m closing myself down, piece by piece and i, count the seconds, of the minutes, of the hours, that i fear coz i, feel there’s nothing left to do why are we here? did you lose yourself, or did you lose it all? (one hour left i have no regrets) coz when the darkness hits, we all feel so small (one minute left, how could i forget?) and i can see it now and i remember (one second left, i’m about to fail) that the pieces didn’t fit, with the silence of September (just close the door when you leave)