Parallel -

Soon, we’ll find

A mothering wall to rest our backs on

A gathering storm to set our sights on

Turn our cheek to a stolen ground

Watch it waste, watch it spiral down

So you sit, eyes are wide awake

Sleep it rests out of reach again

Parallel lines

Closing in

Paralysed I

Fall too soon

Soon, we’ll find

A mothering wall to rest our backs on

A gathering storm to set our sights on

Slip away the dark will hide you

In between a fading silhouette

Paper thin, these walls are caving in

Winter waits to reel us in again

Parallel lines

Closing in

Paralysed I

Fall too soon