Window
here I can witness
this image in your window
from here I can see
the collapsing colors of your empire
draining my perception
in this instant of your grief
closing my eyes
fading out in my believe
why can't I breathe?
why should I even consider?
am I a renounce?
why can't I breathe?
why should I even consider?
am I a renounce?
Or maybe a faded image
From this window
I can reach you
still I stood still in here
drawing an end to your world
in a single smile
in this illusion of life
a symbol of pain
a symbol of my pain.
