I don't remember walking out of that forest dream
I don't know if I ever did
I don't know if I ever did
Why do I keep being frail
Of your pain and frustrations
The scent of rot and decay
Takes me further down this purposeless path
Only to be disintegrated again
Physical fault and death close at hand
Depleted and weakened
I'm at your demand
I'm worn out
Living in the guilt of being misused
Death keeps me up at night
Living in the guilt of being misused
But I can find no one to help me lift myself off the ground
You fill up every empty space
It's like you suffocate me with your absence
You did me so much wrong
But I can't help myself
To follow you
And even though you're dead
I follow you again
Even though it's over I know you're dead and gone
I keep seeing you from my backyard window at night
Forcing yourself in again
Arise and untie
The night is dark and I swoon
In the glimmer of the moon
I can't stop to wonder
Was that really you
I miss the sound of your voice
Every day always the same
You fill up every empty space
It's like you suffocate me with your absence
You did me so much wrong
But I can't help myself
To follow you
And even though you're dead
I follow you again
I walked barefoot into the groove behind our house
I follow you again
The raw night rain pastes the forest dirt
On the soles of my feet.
My hands linger, dark shapes
Holding me as I follow a ghost
My pale skin meets the cold lake
Where the leaves still whisper
Whisper of violence
Whispers of tears
I don't remember walking out of that forest dream
I don't know if I ever did