Pieces Of The Wind

I live my life out of fantasy from a windowsill

Doing my best to protect what I've already killed

The scent of air is suffocating desire -

To coalesce with nothingness and bring my heart to the fire

"Ooh, why is it that you act this way"

I don't mean to, I promise

But the more I try to seek within my conscious for a reason

I get constantly reminded of the obsolete illusion

That I need to feel the opposite

Blood sizzling, skin dancing from the nerves

Nerves dancing from the fact that I don't got the urge to live

So I'm leaving some words for thе kids -

Don't take a word from the bird in a worthless abyss

Usе your own wings

'Cause I been color blind to all the canvas's

The clock's enhancing every aspect of all the cracks within my damn attempts -

To live and laugh a bit

I light a candlestick and glance until the wick gets ashed

Admitted by the passing wind

What's the use?

(Oh what's the use?)

Of building everything back up again

I don't know

Don't wanna know

Let it go

What's the use?

(Oh what's the use?)

Of building everything back up again

I don't know

Don't wanna know

Let it go

It's not over

(Remember love)

It's not over for you

(Remember love)

You got lessons

(Please don't forget)

Understand, please

(Remember love)