Time is fleeting Asleep but still breathing We're all in keeping With death and his thoughts. They surround me I'm blind, yet I still see I glare at the unseen This time, I must let go.
Into you, I will fall Deeper still, I will crawl
Love is fading With all my daydreams Flying, cascading Just a momentary loss. I lay still. Dark clouds are coming Closing, suffocating What have I become?
From the weaving hands of fate, All of the beauty must die.