In my place you call home 
Tending trapped premature dreams
Harvested early from your fields
Still nailed to bent walls waiting to ripen 
Waiting for sun and rain and a blessing
I let you peek into them 
If you could decipher my thoughts 
Before clock hands convert digital
Accepting the discords without the fact
When the casting takes place 
We switch role playing
I'll be the useless
Signing off draft dreams 
I sold copies of portraits
In your sleeping moments  
In its colorless phase
Time lays beside me
Comfortably numb out of sync
Sugarcoating my self-esteem
About my betrayal
I thought you were still around
All I found was 
Unripened photos nailed to the wall
Under the canopy of bed sheets
A silhouette of you
But wait
Everything is paused around me
And I'm waiting for the unusual to happen
Here In my place you once called home 
I'm tending trapped premature dreams 
Harvested early from your fields
Still nailed to bent walls waiting to ripen 
Waiting for sun and rain and a blessing from you
But under the canopy of bed sheets
All I've got is a silhouette of you
And a wall full of unripened dreams
Unripened dreams
And a silhouette of you
Premature dreams
Harvested from your fields
All I've got is a silhouette of you