Collide (Alternative Master)

Wake me up

It's not too late

Holding onto memories

But your scent escapes me

Time slipping

Hair through hands

Shards of younger me fleeing

Wake me up

It's not too late

Fleeing

Slowly we collide

Heavy skies tonight

Mumble into my ear

Your words floating endlessly

This weightless warmth

Silhouettes evading

Remembering

Stills of younger you

Fleeing

Wake me up

It's not too late

Fleeing