Spirit Was - LVL UP

I’m at a wake

And drawing a geometric shape

You slept on the train

But I’ve been up for days

You look the same

But half dead and acting your age

I was embraced, asphyxiated

And taking on my shape

I feel like a sketch of a perfect circle

«Light still leaks in,»

A victim of hands gone idle

«Black rings in the water,»

An ever burning candle

«I wrote your name in the dust

Where the spirit was!»

A perfect ring of fire

All the ones you know you love

Go right back where they started from

All my gardens back to dust

Staring back up at the sun

«Please, please, please, please

Let me look away.»