| slipping between us, the ghost & the mourning
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| prayers spent finding, a reason to stay
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| painful and aching, the balance is breaking
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| with so many words, I don’t know what to say…
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| our planets break orbit like paper and water
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| delicate dancing on the edge of her lips
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| something unsettled, and something remembered
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| something forgiven, keeps silent with-in
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| and she turns to me with tears in her eyes
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| as if she doesn’t see the tempest inside
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| and our hearts are beating, but no-one is breathing
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| a small thing I think, so close to the end
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| The clock is ticking, time is escaping- I know I must be standing on my own
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| and something sacred, it could be dying — I know, and I stare with headlights
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| now approaching
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| blankets of sadness, bound up and cover, happiness lost, I must have buried here
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| inside I’m reaching, inside i’m pleading, I can’t be losing everything…
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| that I remember…
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| oh, Memorare
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| oh, Memorare
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| Kisses left longing, somewhere behind us asking for comfort, like cats in-between
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| and this new regretting, how foolish the choices
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| that once seemed so meaningful, sturdy, & sane.
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| our seconds of silence, last half of forever-
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| searching for glimpses that lovers embraced
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| how close and how distant, we stand to each other
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| knowing that nothing, can ever be replaced
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| The clock is ticking, time is escaping- I know I must be standing on my edge
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| and something sacred, moments reflecting — I know, and I stare with headlights
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| now approaching
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| blankets of sadness, bound up and cover, happiness lost, I must have buried here
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| inside I’m reaching, inside i’m pleading, I can’t be losing everything…
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| that I remember…
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| oh, Memorare
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| oh, Memorare
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| The clock is ticking, time is escaping- I know I must be standing on my edge
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| and something sacred, moments reflecting — I know, and I stare with headlights
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| now approaching
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| blankets of sadness, bound up and cover, happiness lost, I must have buried here
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| inside I’m reaching, inside i’m pleading, I can’t be losing everything… |