
all the lost love
light going south and out
all the memories turn shadow
tears spelled the same way as
ripped fabric, rivers of the face
human beings are made of water
human beings are made of tears
silence
the inescapable truth
death follows life
no. wait...
there are the jet-streams
from the access of accretion disk
just outside the event horizon
there is still a chance
i bend time and space
to bring you back
i bend time and space
to bring you back
i bend time and space
to bring you back
in a room in a house
on a hill in a town
in a city of a county
in a state of a country
in a continent in an ocean
in the sea on a planet
in a solar system in a galaxy
and billions of galaxies in a universe
i will find you
i will hold you
i will love you
forever
there hangs a picture in that room
with no one to view it
and no light to see it
but it is there