burned the years into ashen whispers this acrid smoke chokes my lungs — so careless with friends we’re given — so quick to reject forgiveness suffering to claim back time — and to think i believed in this burning the years into ashen whispers — loving — crying — dying — we play our parts — words days’ blood and tears shed upon the rooftops of this city time and time again until we’re gone — until it’s over — portraits scars and memories — keepsakes of what used to be my love bled across this infinite wire — and what it meant — i wish you knew — bonds grow cold and time flies by — love and energy — it’s been wasted — does this mean anything to you? — are you still confused? — all we do is build a wall between us
