the soil you left the ground you step reading your ways with my fingers like a blind man on a braille map seeking treasure seeking treasure the ceiling movie your sleeping shape lying next to me your body engraved on the blank sheet it becomes real as long as i stay still as long as i stay still and i'll follow your trail anywhere anywhere it leads me and i cherish the scent all the signs all the scars you left behind dark eyelash and running water i kneel down in awe try to solve your mystery read the answer in a piece of you in a piece of you the mess you left the soul you step you're gone for real