To read it in reverse
To ask the other questions
Is love so finite that itu0027s only found in words
Or in moments of touching
I feel everything
I feel everything

To watch it as it burns
To hold out for an answer
A thing so gentle still removing every layer
Spores spreading as were touching
I feel everything
I feel everything

Why if the nightu0027s so young do I miss the sun, barely set?
I wanna see and feel passed the burning quiet repetitions.
Colorful patterns beg me to open eyes once again.
Am I not changing? I have to let it go. Itu0027s not easy.