We were on fire
The world never saw
Such brightness
Before their cities
All burned down

I saw a man and his drowning dog walking in the rain
Teardrops on his cheeks and a storm raging in his brain

It’s winter and the snow embraces my already cold heart
And while I’m walking through white weeping woods
Where lust and laughter is forever doomed
I can’t help myself from thinking back to the time
When the sun lightened the world and you were still mine

If people were colors

You would be bright blue

And as a simple grey

I would probably get lost in you

In the eye of the storm
I found your glistening ones

And in the midst of the chaos
We sat hand in hand

And watched as
Destruction enveloped us

And if thoughts
could be collected
Would your jars
be filled with poison
or passion?