Hundreds of threads yet you pick the one that unravels it all
As if you knew which one would make it all unreal
Now things are breaking and there is no connection
Everything’s falling apart
Falling away
Washing down the river into the sea to erode away
I’m dissolving away
My love
My life
Just floating away to the sound of nothing
No one around to watch the image unfold
Trying to hold on the last pieces of me
Trying to hold on to the emptiness that felt real
The emptiness that made me feel alive
How do I pick up the disfigured pieces and make me whole again...
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